Out of all the welter of voices which crowd round the far end of the telephone, out of the enormous range of possibilities, whose voice, what possibility, was this?
A pause gave her time to ask herself this question.

It was solved next moment.
"I've looked out the train....

Early on Saturday afternoon would suit me best....

I'm Ralph Denham....

But I'll write it down...." With more than the usual sense of being impinged upon the point of a bayonet, Katharine replied: "I think I could come.