Could you telephone for me ?" Billy Neilson was country-bred, and in Hampden Falls all men served all other men and women, whether they were strangers or not; so to Billy this was not an extraordinary request to make, in the least.
William Henshaw smiled.
"Certainly; I shall be very glad to telephone for you.

Just tell me whom you want, and what you want to say." "Thank you.

If you'll call up Mr.William Henshaw, then, of Beacon Street, please, and tell him Billy's come.

I'll wait here." "Oh, then Billy did come!" cried the man in glad surprise, his face alight.

"But where is he?
Do YOU know Billy ?" "I should say I did," laughed Billy, with the lightness of a long-lost child who has found a friend.