“But a great big girl nearly fourteen years old oughtn't—”
“She's all right. Don't you scold her too much.” He laughed as he hung up the receiver, then ordered his horse brought round and in a few minutes was on his way to the luckless maiden.
Ting-a-ling-ling-ling—three rings.
“Is this Dr. Blank?”
“Yes.”
“Can you come down to James Curtis's right away?”
“Yes—I guess so. What's the matter?”
James Curtis stated the matter and the doctor put up the receiver, went to the door and looked out.
“Gee-mi-nee! It's as dark as a stack of black cats,” he said.