We'll load up after it reaches the bottom." The voices trailed off.
"Good night, Mrs.Brainard." "Good night, Mr.Drummond.That was what I wanted to know." A pause.
"Lee, how can I ever thank you ?" A sound suspiciously like a kiss came over the wire.

Brainard clenched his fist.
"Good night, Sybil.

I must go now--" Again the voices trailed off.
It was several minutes before Brainard spoke.

Then it was that he showed his wonderful power of concentration.
"I have a conference in half an hour, Constance," he remarked, looking at his watch.

"It is very important.