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Updated: June 23, 2025
Some one there I'm afraid of." "Telephone?" Mr. Jaffry shook his head and lowered his voice. "With Betty hearing it at this end, and the committee from the Antis sitting it out down there the telephone's on the stair landing " He pursed his lips, waved his cap slowly to and fro and observed it with a whimsical expression on his sandy face, then glanced out of the window.
His Bohemia of success she found a startling triumph. "Joan's horribly disturbed," Ann telephoned in the morning. "As her guardian you'll have to settle a number of infatuated young men. The telephone's been ringing all morning. I think it's a case of 'The line forms on the right, gentlemen, on the right!" Kenny faced the problem with his fingers in his hair.
Why had he never for an instant dreamed that the term "two-thirty" could indicate anything but the hour of some otherwise undesignated appointment? Of course it had signified the number of Marian's carriage-check, "230": two hundred and thirty, rolling off the modern tongue, stripped to essentials thanks to the telephone's abbreviated influence as, simply, "two-thirty"!
She started, turned, and went to the head of the stairs. "What is it?" "The telephone's for you. Come along down!" "Coming!" she answered. "Who is it?" she said, as she saw him standing by the telephone with the receiver in his hand. "Some old woman, by the voice. She says she must speak to you. Here take it, my girl!" "It must be old Fanny!" said Miss Van Tuyn, with a touch of irritation.
"Go on," urged Mrs. DuPree. "The telephone's right here in the hallway." He decided that discretion was the better part of valor and crossed over to his own porch. Once up in his room, he threw himself on the bed, and as the excitement of the chase wore off began to realize the extent of the morning's losses.
John came in just then with the cocktails and Violet, turning to him tragically, repeated, "He doesn't even know where she lives!" "Oh, I'm a boob, I know," said Jimmy. "Give me a cocktail. A telephone's the driest thing in the world to talk into. But, as I told the other five ..." Violet frowned as she echoed, "The other five what?" Jimmy turned to John Williamson with a perfectly electric grin.
Doctor Quimby's been there twice already, and the telephone's been goin', and and My time! you ought to seen her face! 'Twas just as white as as WHERE did I put that letter?" His "pawing" became more frantic than ever. His wife stepped forward and seized him by the arm. "Stop it, I tell you!" she commanded. "Stop it! Who's sick? Whose telephone's ringin'? What letter are you talkin' about?
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