Chapter 67

"Whoever you are," he roared into the transmitter, "let me tell you one thing. The next time you have bad news for anybody be dead sure it's true. And don't fire it over the telephone at the one it's for. You'll kill somebody some day with that trick. For God's sake call _some other person_ to take your message first, do you hear?" She lay on her bed, for hours afterward, just breathing deeply and staring out of her window at the starlit sky. It was as though she had come out of ether--out of a fearful dream. "It i…