"What?" Flip said, sounding hard and forbidding.
"Flip, it's just me. Erna."
"Oh."
"Did you--was it--was there bad news in your letter?"
"No. It's all right." Flip's voice was stifled.
"Well, look, Flip," Erna said. "I just meant ... Percy's taking Call
Over this morning and you know how strict she is ... and the bell's
about to ring...."