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"Yes," replied Sal, who had always been adept at learning rules to new games. Rama looked at him suspiciously, when suddenly the phone rang. It was Dana. Rama told her that she was on the net, seeing as how she had called at so auspicious a moment. "So," he told her, "it's me, you, Mark, and Sal... " He paused and said, "Sure, Mark is on the net. He's quick like mercury. He's right there."

"I am not sending you roses because I think you are short of bouquets, but just because there are certain things a red rose can say, that I can not. "And why can't you say it?" Pearl whispered, "and why don't you say it, and me hungry for it. Who is stopping you from saying it I'm sure it's not me." She threw aside her pride, and going to the phone, called the hotel where she knew he stayed.

Through the lens of this he again studied the inscription, word by word. Then he turned to the office 'phone on his desk. "Nolan," he said into the receiver, "I want to know if there 's a King Edward Avenue in Montreal." He sat there waiting, still regarding the handwriting with stolidly reproving eyes. There was no doubt of its authenticity. He would have known it at a glance.

At one end the microphone was in contact with her head just above the ear, allowing for transmission of voice by bone conduction, a new method developed by the United States Air Force. At the other end of the band a tiny speaker made similar contact. Rick had worried about the effectiveness of both mike and phone, since he had never used the types before, but the design had turned out very well.

Then: "Who's speaking you, Monty? . . . Know who this is, at this end? . . . Yes, that's right. Say, is the Kid there Kid Dineen? . . . Good! Call him to the phone, will you, Monty? And tell him to hurry it's devilish important." A short pause followed and when Trencher spoke again he had dropped his voice to a cautious half-whisper, vibrant and tense with urgency.

Also, he was a man of robust hates and great loyalties; a man whom Brent Taber was honored to call friend. He was also a man Brent Taber was waiting to hear from. The call came late in the afternoon of the day following Charles Blackwell's search for his would-be brother. Taber picked up the phone. "It's me Callahan. He's here, Mr. Taber." "Thanks. I'll be right over."

Again she referred to Vale. Lockley said nothing. Night was now fully fallen. There were myriad stars overhead. They saw the telephone wire dipping between poles against the sky's brightness. They passed an open gate where another telephone wire led away, doubtless to another farmhouse. But if there was no one at the other end of a telephone line, there was no point in using a phone.

At Rockford get Chief Police at Faversham on 'phone; name Malcolm Hotchkiss. Tell him all that happened to us, about bear men, and that one of them asked Davy to let chief know if he saw footprint of marked shoe around. Believe that man on island, and that he is thief wanted by authorities. How?" This last was the query they understood between them.

She stopped several times to examine the shrubs and bushes closely, to wish for rain for the flowers. She sat on the porch a few minutes talking to Little Poll, then she went inside to answer the phone. "Kate?" cried a sharp voice. "Yes," said Kate, recognizing a neighbour, living a few miles down the road. "Did Nancy Ellen just leave your house?" came a breathless query. "Yes," said Kate again.

Reduce your list to writing and leave it with my secretary. I will see what can be done." As soon as she had gone I picked up the phone and cabled Tony Preblesham to report to me immediately. The decision to send him with Miss Francis had been instantaneous, but had I thought about it for hours no happier design could have been conceived.