"That means you, too, Eva," commanded Anderson in turn. "Don't worry the
girl. She mustn't know anything about this."
"I don't think it's a trap," remarked Eva as she finished reading the
missive. Bonner took this opportunity to laugh heartily. He had held it
back as long as possible. What Anderson described as an "ananymous"
letter was nothing more than a polite, formal invitation to attend a
"house warming" at Colonel Randall's on the opposite side of the river.
It read:
"Mr. and Mrs. D.F. Randall request the honour of your presence at a
house warming, Friday evening, January 30, 190--, at eight o'clock.
Rockden-of-the-Hills."
"It is addressed to me, too, Anderson," said his wife, pointing to the
envelope. "It's the new house they finished last fall. Anonymous letter!
Fiddlesticks! I bet there's one at the post-office fer each one of the
girls."
"Roscoe got some of the mail," murmured the marshal sheepishly. "Where
is that infernal boy? He'd oughter be strapped good and hard fer holdin'
back letters like this," growled he, eager to run the subject into
another channel. After pondering all evening, he screwed up the courage
and asked Bonner not to tell any one of his error in regard to the
invitation. Roscoe produced invitations for his sister and Rosalie. He
furthermore announced that half the people in town had received them.
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