We live near them at
Chiswick, you know. It has been a supreme holiday, with hardly any rain and
no real troubles, although even the strongest people must sometimes get a
little tired of walking on dusty roads and having to wait for meals. We
each have a special duty, and I am the head cook, but Janet is really
better at it than I am. Our only real disappointment is that caravaning
makes you so tired that there is no chance of cricket, for we brought
cricket things with us, but have never been able to use them. We might have
done so at Salford, perhaps, but the river was so very tempting that we
rowed about instead.
"Yours sincerely and gratefully,
MARY ROTHERAM.
Jack Rotheram wrote:
DEAR X.,
"My sister Mary has said who I am, but she has not explained how it is I am
here. It is because my brother William and I tossed up for it; He called
'Heads,' and it was tails, so I won at once. And then he said 'Threes,'
which means the best out of three, and this time he called 'Tails' and it
was heads, so that settled the thing absolutely. He was, of course, most
frightfully sick about it, but the next time the Avories go out in the
caravan they are going to ask him and not me, which will put the thing
right.
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