"Yes, Chincholchell, whodyerwant?"
"Mr. Cyril Adair?"
"Hold the line."
He must have been waiting there for his voice answered immediately, abrupt and deep: "Hello, is that you?"
"Yes,--you know who."
"Is it all right--you are coming?"
"If you want me to."
His only answer to that was a laugh that shook the wire. How manly and confident it sounded in contrast to her own quavering whisper!
"Now, listen, you darling baby, and get this right. We're to pick up the Alleghany local at ten minutes past midnight, and at half-past eleven I'll have Tom Merguelis waiting for you in a cab, across the Avenue on the southeastern corner. Can you manage to get out of the house, do you think?"
"Oh, yes."