Oh, yes, that George Holt from your boarding place was here the other day hunting you.

He seemed determined to know where you were and when you would be back, and asked for your address.

I didn't think you had any time for him and I couldn't endure him or his foolish talk about a new medical theory; so I said you'd no time for writing and were going about so much I had no idea if you'd get a letter if he sent one, and I didn't give him what he wanted.

He'll probably try general delivery, but you can drop it in the lake.

I want you to be sure to change your boarding place this winter, if you teach; but I haven't an idea you will.