“Not for several hours, I am afraid.”
“Well, will you send him down as soon as he comes? We want him bad.”
Mary assured him she would do so. “Poor John,” she thought as she put up the receiver.
In a few minutes she went hurriedly back. When she had called central, she said, “I am very anxious to get Dr. Blank, central. He is eight miles southwest of here—at the home of Thomas Calhoun. Is there a 'phone there?” Silence for a few seconds then a voice, “No, there is no 'phone at Thomas Calhoun's.”
Disappointed, Mary stood irresolute, thinking. Then she asked,
“Is there a 'phone at Mr. William Huntley's?”
“Yes, William Huntley has a 'phone.”
“Thank you. Please call that house for me.”
In a minute a man's voice said, “Hello.”
“Is this Mr. Huntley?”