“Why, where can he be!” cried Mary, springing up and going swiftly to the 'phone. “Hello.”
“Is the doctor there?”
“Yes. Wait just a minute and I will call him.”
She hurried through the dining room, then through the kitchen and out into the yard. No doctor to be seen. “He passed through the house not three minutes ago,” she said to herself.
“John!”
“Doctor!”
“Doc-tor!”
“O, dear! I don't see how he could disappear from the face of the earth in three minutes' time!”
She hurried around a projecting corner through a little gate and called again.
“What is it?” asked a placid voice as its owner emerged from his new auto garage.