“Why, does papa have to go away?”
“Yes, he has to drive six miles.”
“Gee-mi-nee—this dark night in the mud!”
Here a thought flashed into Mary's mind—Drayton was on the same railroad on which the doctor was rapidly nearing home—the next station beyond. She flew to the telephone and rang with nervous haste.
“Hello.”
“Is this the Big Four?”
“Yes.”
“This is Mrs. Blank. Dr. Blank is on the train which is due now. He is wanted at Drayton. When he gets off, will you please tell him?”
“To go on to Drayton?”
“Yes, to Alfred Walton's.”