“I’ll make sure,” Ruth declared.
It was still thundering and the lightning was flashing when she approached the instrument.
“Don’t go near it!” cried Agnes.
“Why not?” Ruth asked.
“It’s always dangerous in a thunder storm to go near a telephone! Keep away!”
But Ruth was one not easily frightened. Though after she had got her connection with the Pinkney house and had relieved his mother’s feelings by saying that Sammy would remain where he was for the present, Ruth leaped back as a loud clicking from the telephone indicated some sort of electrical disturbance on the wire.
“There! What did I tell you?” cried Agnes.
“No harm done,” Ruth replied.
It was almost time for the meal to be served when Luke arose, took Neale by the arm, and started for the hall, saying:
“Well, we’ll bid you young ladies good-evening.”