She was obviously near to crying.
"But, Bertram, I can't stand it to sit here enjoying myself all safe and comfortable, and know that Baby is _alone_ up there in that great big room! Please, _please_ won't you go and telephone Delia to go up _now_ and stay there ?" Bertram, weary, sorely tried, and increasingly aware of those annoyingly interested neighbors, was on the point of saying a very decided no; but a glance into Billy's pleading eyes settled it.

Without a word he went back to the telephone.
The curtain was up when he slipped into his seat, very red of face.

In answer to Billy's hurried whisper he shook his head; but in the short pause between the first and second scenes he said, in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Billy, but I couldn't get the house at all." "Couldn't get them! But you'd just been talking with them!" "That's exactly it, probably.

I had just telephoned, so they weren't watching for the bell.

Anyhow, I couldn't get them." "Then you didn't get Delia at all!" "Of course not." "And Baby is still--all alone!" "But he's all right, dear.