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In order that Lloyd's invitation to her own house-party might reach her / on her birthday, it had not been mailed until several days after the / others. So it happened that the same morning on which she slipped across / the hall in her kimono, to share her first rapturous delight with Kitty, / Joyce Ware's letter reached the end of its journey.
The postman on the first rural delivery route out of Phoenix jogged / along in his cart toward Ware's Wigwam. He had left the highway and was / following the wheel-tracks which led across the desert to Camelback / Mountain. The horse dropped into a plodding walk as the wheels began / pulling heavily through the sand, and the postman yawned. This stretch / of road through the cactus and sage-brush was the worst part of his / daily trip. He rarely passed anything more interesting than a / jack-rabbit, but this morning he spied something ahead that aroused his / curiosity.