CHAPTER VII
A TELEPHONE MESSAGE
Several days after this, during which time Dan had been kept very busy about the farm, and helping Mrs. Savage with the housework, a neighbor called to him as he was hoeing the potatoes in the garden patch.
“Say, Dan, is Mr. Savage in the house?”
“I think so, sir; did you want to see him?”
“Well, not exactly, but some one has just called him up on my telephone, and they want to talk to him. I don’t see why he doesn’t get a telephone of his own. Too mean, I suppose. I had to leave off fixing a set of harness and come running over to tell him.”
“It’s too bad you had that trouble,” responded Dan. “I will call him.”
Dan dropped his hoe and started for the house.
“Tell him to hurry,” advised the man. “Whoever it is that’s calling him has to hold the wire, and that costs money.”
“Mr. Savage will not like that.”
“Oh, well, he doesn’t have to pay for the time. The person who called him up has to foot the bill.”