“Did ye hear about—”
Seeing no chance to get in the doctor retreated. Half an hour later he rang again. A giggle and a loud girlish voice in his ear asking, “Is this you, Nettie?”
“This is me.”
“Do you know who this is?”
“Course I do.”
“Bet ye don't.”
“Bet I do.”
“Who?”
“It's Mollie, of course.”
“You've guessed it. I tried to change my voice so you wouldn't know me.”