"Why?"
"It's wobbly. I—I—perhaps my hands were cold."
"You're not chilly?"
"No—oh, no."
"If the room is cool you mustn't stay here."
"It isn't. I'm not cold at all."
"Will you let me take the telegram?"
She placed it in his hand.
"It is shaky. However, that's of no consequence, since you are to 'phone Western Union. Now, if you truly are not cold, I'd like to dictate a second wire."