"Try it. I may awake."
"Very well then. I'll make them ring till daylight."
"Oh, they won't have to do that! I always know, about five minutes before you call me, that you are going to."
"You uncanny little thing! You've said that before."
"It's true. I knew before you called me that you would. It's a vague feeling—a—I don't know…. And oh, Louis, it is hot in this room! Are you cool out there in the country?"
"Yes; and I hate to be when I think of you—"
"I'm glad you are. It's one comfort, anyway. John Burleson called me up and asked me to go to Manhattan Beach, but somehow it didn't appeal to me…. I've rather missed you."
"Have you?"
"Really."
"Well, I'll admit I've missed you."