"Loony? No, I'm sorry, I don't know anything about any loony."
"Who called himself the Angel Gabriel?" Mike broke in.
The telephone man smiled up at us in genial bewilderment.
"I'm sorry, gentlemen," he said, "I don't quite get the drift of all this. All I know is that I was in here last night to disconnect your telephone temporarily, and I'm back again tonight to return it to service. I saw your "Out of Order" sign there, so I thought you'd expected me and knew all about it."
ort stepped forward. His face a curious picture of bewilderment and disbelief, he asked:
"Wait a minute! You mean to say this telephone hasn't been connected all day today?"
The telephone man nodded. "That's right. But I'm putting it back in order now."
"We got calls over that phone today!" Mike asserted vigorously. "It couldn't have been disconnected."