"Yes. Hello! That you, Leland?"
"Yes, dear. So glad to get a word with you. How are you?"
"Well? Now, you really can't be——"
"What? Going away? Run away?"
There was a long pause after this monologue.
Dr. Robbins was listening to the voice—presumably that of Leland.
Then—"Leland! Are you crazy?"
Another pause. The young woman's face might have been interpreted, but the 'phone was silent to outsiders.
"You don't mean to say that you are going on some dangerous trip in the mountains—yes, I hear, in the mountains—to help some foolish girl? I know you did not say foolish; I said that. Leland, listen to me. Do you hear? All right. Now, listen. Don't you dare to go away again and not tell me exactly where you are going. I have only just—yes, I know all about your ideas. I am sure she is charming and worthy and all that, but——"
Dr. Robbins tapped her foot impatiently. Oh, the limits of the telephone! If only she could reach that brother!