“‘Let me speak with her,’ I said.
“‘Yes, sir,’ said Gibson. ‘Who shall I say?’
“‘Fanneal,’ I said.
“‘Mr. Stephen Fanneal?’ said Gibson.
“I thought everybody was going crazy; how could Gibson mix up your voice and mine, Steve? ‘Jerry Fanneal,’ I told him, only to have him come back with a ‘What, sir?’ So I told him again; and he gave me, ‘But Mr. Jeremy Fanneal is here, sir.’
“That got a ‘what’ out of me, Steve. ‘Right there now?’ I got after Gibson.
“‘Yes, sir.’
“‘You can see him, Gibson?’
“‘Yes, sir; just this minute he passed in the hall with Miss Crewe.’
“‘Get him to the ’phone then, right away,’ I said.