She started. Then she flushed warmly.
"Say to him, Stokes, that I have gone," she said, after a moment.
"Very good, Miss. Anything else?"
She pondered. "Yes, Stokes. Ask him to hold the wire."
"Hold the wire, Miss?"
"Yes, while you run to the door to call me back."
A moment later she was in the telephone room, quite out of breath.
"Who is it?" she called. She compelled him to repeat the name four times. Eventually he got her serious attention.
"No trains until this afternoon?" she cried despairingly. "Why, the children will be at the station to meet me."
"Trains all snowbound," he announced quite cheerfully. "I've been telephoning."