.

I wish I did but I don't." The lightning blazed at the window and left it black.

Beyond in the lane, a car with glaring headlights was rolling rapidly toward the gateway.

Aunt Agatha hung up with an aggrieved sniff.
Catching the reflection of the headlights she hurried to the window.
"Carl! Carl!" she called through the noise of wind and thunder.
The car came to a halt with a grinding shudder of brakes.
"Yes ?" said Carl patiently.

"What is it, Aunt Agatha ?" "Dick Sherrill phoned," said his aunt plaintively.