“That will be lovely.”
“Which, the candy or the coming down?”
“The candy, goose, of course.” A laugh at both ends of the wire.
Then Jack's voice. “Well, here comes the doctor. I've got to have my neck amputated now. Goodbye.”
“Good-bye.”
“All's fair in love and war,” said Mary, “and it's plain to see what this is.” Then she hung up the receiver without a qualm.
There were other times when the doctor's wife was glad she had gone to the 'phone, as in this instance.
She had taken down the receiver when a man's voice said, “The doctor just stepped out for a few minutes. If you will tell me your name, madam, I'll have him call you when he comes in.”
Disinterested courtesy spoke in his voice, but Mary was not in the least surprised to hear the curt reply, “It won't be necessary. I'll call him when he comes.”