On the desk in my study the bell of the telephone sounded a faint
warning, then rang compellingly. It had been ringing thus at
five-minute intervals throughout the day, but there was neither
impatience nor weariness in the haste with which I responded. I knew
what was coming; it was the same thing that had been coming since nine
o'clock that morning; and it was a pleasant sort of thing, diverting
to an exceedingly anxious mind.
"Hello, hello! Is that you, May? This is your awe-struck friend,
George Morgan. Josephine and I want to inquire the condition of your
temperature and your pulse."