Telegrams, I'm the operator.

At certain times I'm the express agent.

I admit it.

But this isn't one of the times." She stopped and regarded her visitor with whimsical appraisement.
"You'll wait till the agent returns, won't you ?" And added, with a grimace: "You won't be in the way--I'm not anything official right now.
I'm a neighbor, and this is my parlor--you see, I planted you on that rug, with the books at your elbow, and that geranium also; and you're in the rocker, so you're really and truly in my parlor.

I'm over the line myself, and you're calling on me.