His words were interrupted by the telephone ringing inside.
“Be right back,” he said, hurrying into the house.
His father was on the other end of the line.
“Eddie,” he said, “there’s a dark-green notebook on my desk in the study. I forgot it this morning. Can’t get away from here, and I need it.”
“I’ll bring it over, Dad,” Eddie volunteered quickly.
“Good. I’ll be outside the botany building. Know where that is?”
“Botany? Where they raise all the plants and stuff?” Eddie asked.
“That’s right.”
“I know where it is,” Eddie said. “Be there in five minutes.”
He went into the study, got the notebook off the desk, and went back outside.