“Yours truly,
“Jerymn Hilliard, Jr.”
The second letter was addressed to his sister, but he trusted to luck that Constance would see it. It ran:
“Hotel Sole d’Oro,
“Riva, Austria.
“Dear Nan: Who in thunder is Constance Wilder? She wants us to stop and make a visit in Valedolmo. I wouldn’t step into that infernal town, not if the king himself invited me—it’s the deadest hole on the face of the earth. You can stay if you like and I’ll go on through the Dolomites alone. There’s an American family stopping here who are also planning the trip—a stunning girl; I know you’d like her.
“Of course the travelling will be pretty rough. Perhaps you and Aunt Kate would rather visit your friends and meet me later in Munich. If you decide to take the trip, you will have to come on down to Riva as soon as you get this letter, as we’re planning to pull out Thursday morning.
“Sorry to hurry you, but you know my vacation doesn’t last forever.
“Love to Aunt Kate and yourself,
“Yours ever,
“Jerry.”