I used to think we must be crazy to be going on." She was pondering it--somberly wistful.

"Though perhaps we're not crazy.
Perhaps it's the--call.

Katie, what is it?
That call?
That thing that makes us keep on even when our Something Somewhere won't have anything to do with us ?" Katie did not reply.

She had no reply.
"At last I got in the telephone office.

That's considered a fine place to work.