“This certainly is a lonely job,” remarked Jordan, around a quarter after three.
“Yes, but I imagine you get used to it after a while,” answered Don.
Just at that moment the switchboard buzzed twice. “Hmm, long distance,” murmured Jim. “Mr. Farnsworth mentioned that two short rings was the signal for a long-distance call.”
He plugged in below the lighted signal. At his answer a dull voice said, “Let me have Main 7200.”
Jordan was about to speak when Jim sat bolt upright and signaled to the others to be silent. His eyes grew as big as saucers as he listened intently. Don and Jordan were mystified by his actions, but they said not a word. It seemed an interminable length of time before Jim closed the key and plugged into another line.
“What is it? What’s the matter?” Don questioned his brother eagerly.
“I’ll tell you all about it in a minute. I’ve got to do something first!”
The others listened impatiently while Jim held a short conversation with someone who seemed to be another operator. At last Jim removed the headset and turned to his companions.
“That was a call to the drugstore and it was about the ghost!” Jim said breathlessly.
“What!” exclaimed Don and Jordan together.