"Here at the 'Carlton'!"
"Alone?"
"Quite alone."
"You won't be long!" said George.
He hung up the receiver, and bounded across the room to where his coat hung over the back of a chair. The edge of the steamer-trunk caught his shin.
"Well," said George to the steamer-trunk, "and what are you butting in for? Who wants you, I should like to know!"