"But," inquired Frank, in surprise, "how did you get hold of such a letter? I knew nothing about it."
"You left it here one day by accident."
"Where is it? Let me read it."
"First, let me ask you a question. Didn't that skunk push you off the cliff?"
"Yes," said Frank, gravely.
"And how did you escape?"
"Some peasants found me on a snow-covered ledge on which I had fallen. They took me home, and nursed me till I was well enough to travel."
"Are you with that skunk now?"
"No; I never would travel with him again," said Frank, shuddering.
"Where is he?"