"Sure. He's outside in the automobile."
"Call him, please."
"What do you want of him? How'd you know I was here?"
"Never mind. Call him quickly."
During the wait Wharton ejaculated: "Ha! 'Jim,' 'Max.' Men's names! Mr. Regan, kindly grind your teeth for me. No? Will you grind them for a dollar? Jealousy business. Thanks."
At last Melcher's voice came over the wire, and Lorelei recited her message. There was a moment of silence, then she explained how she came to be talking instead of Lilas.
He thanked her and she heard him muttering as he hung up. She turned to find her annoyer nodding with satisfaction.
"Splendid! I thank you; my father thanks you; my family thanks you. Now where would you like to dine?"
"How can a person get rid of you?" she inquired, stiffly.
"I'm sure I don't know—it isn't being done. But I'll try to think. Wear your prettiest gown, won't you? for I intend to enrage all the other fellows."