But the night operator of the Elijah Wilson had awakened Cub before. She began ringing in short hysterical jerks like the throbs of a bad heart.
Cub awoke.
The pillow—when he became aware it was a pillow—flew through a door and landed in the bath tub.
He took his fury out upon the ’phone.
“’Lo”
The result was the same as if he had said “Boo!”
Miss Withers actually lost her speech.
Cub repeated the process and then in exasperation rung off.
In the interim Dr. Mattus had cut in upon Miss Withers’ line.
“Miss Withers? Dr. Mattus. She’s dead!”