“Suppose Jimmy can't get the baby,” whispered Zoie.
“In that case, he'd have 'phoned,” argued Aggie.
“Let's 'phone to the Home,” suggested Zoie, “and find——” She was interrupted by Alfred's voice.
“Say, Aggie,” called Alfred from the next room.
“Yes?” answered Aggie sweetly, and she crossed to the door and waited.
“Hasn't he come yet?” called Alfred impatiently.
“Not yet, Alfred,” said Aggie, and she closed the door very softly, lest Alfred should hear her.
“I never knew Alfred could be so silly!” snapped Zoie.
“Sh! sh!” warned Aggie, and she glanced anxiously toward Alfred's door.
“He doesn't care a bit about me!” complained Zoie. “It's all that horrid old baby that he's never seen.”