That was all." "Then finish that boot!" Selina had to expose the hand, Margaret looked down at it indifferently, though her heel had torn the skin away from the edge of the palm and had cut into the flesh.
"Hurry!" she ordered fiercely, as Selina fumbled and bungled.
She twitched and frowned with impatience while Selina finished buttoning the boot, then descended and called Williams.

"Get me Mr.Craig on the telephone," she said.
"He's been calling you up several times to-day, ma'am,--" "Ah!" exclaimed Margaret, eyes flashing with sudden delight.
"But we wouldn't disturb you." "That was right," said Margaret.

She was beaming now, was all sunny good humor.

Even her black hair seemed to glisten in her simile.

So! He had been calling up! Poor fool, not to realize that she would draw the correct inference from this anxiety.
"Shall I call him ?" "No.