"I've be'n a reg'lar old putty-head," he admitted with
unsparing honesty, "but if you'll promise to teach me, I'd like to
learn a whole lot more by heart."
"I'll do my best," promised Melissa mischievously.
BY TELEPHONE
E.M. CHASE
Time--Very recently.
Place--A flat in Back Bay.
"Bessie Lane, where in the world did you drop from?"
"The station just now and I'm famished."
"I haven't a thing for lunch but you take off your wraps while I
attend to things."
"There, I've ordered a delicious lunch and it will be here in
fifteen or twenty minutes. What a handy thing a telephone is."
"Oh, yes, very handy indeed."
"Why the sarcasm, my dear Bessie?"
"You seem to forget that I live in the country."
"But not out of reach of 'phones, Bessie."
"No, but we are on a sixteen-party line with eighteen other
subscribers. Not long ago I went to the dentist and had a tooth
treated. The next morning I awoke with a toothache. About the middle
of the forenoon, nine-thirty to be exact, I thought I would call up
the dentist to find out if the treatment ought to make my tooth ache.
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