"W-why not?"
"The wires are out of commission as far as Huntington; there's no use--I tried everything! Telegraph and telephone wires were knocked out in this morning's electric storm, it seems."
She gazed at him, hands folded on her knee, left leg crossed over, foot swinging.
"This," she said calmly, "is becoming serious. Will you tell me what I am to do?"
"Haven't you anything to travel in?"
"Not one solitary rag."
"Then--you'll have to stay here to-night and send for some of your friends--you surely know somebody who is still in town, don't you?"
"I really don't. This is the middle of July. I don't know a woman in town."
He was silent.
"Besides," she said, "we have no light, no water, nothing to eat in the house, no telephone to order anything----"