Seeing him still on the steps, she waved her hand at him. Then she was
gone.
"Where ignorance is bliss," he muttered to himself, and then looked at
his watch. Ten minutes later he was in Sprouse's room, calling for
Green Fancy over an extension wire that had cost the company nothing
and yielded nothing in return. After some delay, O'Dowd's mellow voice
sang out:
"Hello! How are you this morning?"
"Grievously lonesome," replied Barnes, and wound up a doleful account
of himself by imploring O'Dowd to save his life by bringing the entire
Green Fancy party over to dinner that night.
O'Dowd was heart-broken. Personally he would go to any extreme to save
so valuable a life, but as for the rest of the party, they begged him
to say they were sorry to hear of the expected death of so promising a
chap and that, while they couldn't come to his party, they would be
delighted to come to his funeral. In short, it would be impossible for
them to accept his kind invitation. The Irishman was so gay and good-
humoured that Barnes took hope.
"By the way, O'Dowd, I'd like to speak with Miss Cameron if she can
come to the telephone."
There was a moment of silence. Then: "Call up at twelve o'clock and
ask for me.
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