Isn't it clever of me to think of this telephone, which is more than you would ever have done?
My uncle has departed to London vowing that no letter from you shall enter this house, but he forgot that there is a telephone in every room, and in fact at this moment I am speaking round by his office within a yard or two of his head.

However, he can't hear, so that doesn't matter.

My blessing be on the man who invented telephones, which hitherto I have always thought an awful nuisance.

Are you feeling cheerful, Alan ?" "Very much the reverse," he answered; "never was more gloomy in my life, not even when I thought I had to die within six hours of blackwater fever.

Also I have lots that I want to talk to you about and I can't do it at the end of this confounded wire that your uncle may be tapping." "I thought it might be so," answered Barbara, "so I just rang you up to wish you good-morning and to say that I am coming over in the motor to lunch with my maid Snell as chaperone.