`` He used to run up that hilly road for a breather , and think nothing of it . It would be a long job for him now , poor little chap , for his leg often troubles him , though he hates to own it . '' Jill lay back and laughed , a happy little laugh , as if she was pleased about something , and Frank looked over his shoulder to ask questions in his turn . `` What are you laughing at ? '' `` Ca n't tell . '' `` Why do you want to know about Hill District ? Are you going there ? '' `` Wish I could ! I 'd soon have it out of him . '' `` Who ? '' `` Never mind . Please push up my table . I must write a letter , and I want you to post it for me to-night , and never say a word till I give you leave . '' `` Oh , now you are going to have secrets and be mysterious , and get into a mess , are you ? '' and Frank looked down at her with a suspicious air , though he was intensely curious to know what she was about . `` Go away till I 'm done . You will have to see the outside , but you ca n't know the inside till the answer comes ; '' and propping herself up , Jill wrote the following note , with some hesitation at the beginning and end , for she did not know the gentleman she was addressing , except by sight , and it was rather awkward : -- `` Robert Walker . `` Dear Sir , I want to ask if Jack Minot came to see you last Friday afternoon . He got into trouble being seen with Jerry Shannon . He paid him some money .
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