“He will be at the office in just a few minutes,” Mary answered, very gently indeed. She realized now that one cannot “monkey” with the telephone.
“Will you please tell him to come at once?” and she gave the street and number.
“I shall send him at once.”
“Thank you, good-bye.”
Before Mary could seat herself, the expected ring came in earnest. She answered it meekly.
“O, good gracious! hain't he got there yet—?”
“Not yet,” said Mary, offering nothing further.
“Well, I've jist got to have a doctor. I'll git some one else.” The threat in the tone made our listener smile.
“I think it would be a good thing to do,” she said.
A pause. Then a voice with softening accents.