Come on--we'll go up and do that little thing, telephone to the office and have them look after Kate." Marion, to his great relief, yielded to the point of facing up hill with him and taking a step or two.

"But you don't know Kate," she demurred, turning her face again toward the welter of burning timber.
"She'll be worried to death about me, and it would be just like her to start right out to hunt me up.

I've simply got to get back and let her know I'm all right." Jack threw back his head and laughed aloud--think how long it had been since he really had laughed! "What's the matter with phoning that you're all right?
I guess the wire will stand that extra sentence, maybe--and you can phone in yourself, if you want to convince them ab-so-lutely.

What ?" "Well, who'd ever have thought that I might phone a message to Kate! Down there in that hole of a place where we live, one can scarcely believe that there are telephones in the world.

Let's hurry, then.
Kate will be perfectly wild till she hears that I am safe.