“Do you know where Dr. Blank is?” the words hurled themselves against her ear.
“I don't know just at this minute—but he's here in town. I'm sure of that.”
“Why don't he come then!” The sentence came as from a catapult.
“I don't know anything about it. Where was he to go?”
A scornful “Huh!” came over the wire—“I guess you forgot to tell 'im.”
“I have not been asked to tell him anything this morning.”
There was heated silence for an instant, then a voice big with wrath:
“You told me not fifteen minutes ago that you would send him right down.”
“You are mistaken,” said Mary gently but firmly. “This is the first time I have been at the 'phone this morning.”
“Well, what do you think of that!” This was addressed to someone at the other end of the line, but it came clearly to Mary's ear and its intonation said volumes.