See this young man in person and bring him back with you; tell him we have just as good mountains as he'll find in the Dolomites.

If by any chance you shouldn't find him--" "Of course, we'll find him!" said Nannie.
Constance looked troubled.
"Don't go, it's quite a long trip.

Write instead and give the letter to Gustavo; he'll give it to the boat steward who will deliver it personally.

Then if Jerry shouldn't be there--" Nannie was losing her patience.
"Shouldn't be there?
But he _says_ he's there." "Oh! yes, certainly, that ends it.

Only, you know, Nannie, _I_ don't believe there really is any such person as Jerry Junior! I think he's a myth." Gustavo had been hanging about the gate looking anxiously up the road as if he expected something to happen.