"Mr. Lyveden."
An exclamation of surprise came to her ears…. Then an oath…. Then a smothered laugh….
The girl frowned with impatience. At length—
"Hullo," said the voice.
"Can I speak to Mr. Lyveden?" she repeated.
"No, you can't. He's—he's out."
"Oh! Well, it's rather important. Could you give him a message?"
"Try me," said the voice.
"Will you tell him that his dog is not so well?"
"What dog?"