“Hurry to the 'phone for pity's sake!” and he hurried. Mary, following, all out of breath, heard this:
“Two teaspoonfuls.” Then the doctor hung up the receiver. He turned to Mary and laughed as he quoted Emerson on the mountain and the mouse.
“I chased you all over the place this afternoon, John, when the 'phone was calling you, and couldn't find you at all. Some people have days to ‘appear’ but this seems to be your day to disappear. Where were you then?”
“Out in the garage.”
“Fascinating spot! I'll know where to look next time. Now come to supper.”
CHAPTER XV.
It was October—the carnival time of the year,
When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls