You know we all--" "What did Bently Brown say?
Did you put the proposition up to him as I suggested ?" "Luck, you know I told you Brown wouldn't consider--" "Say, Mart, get all those rambling words out of your system, and then call me up and tell me what I want to know!" And Luck hung up the receiver and went shivering back to bed.

From the things he said to himself, he was letting that temper of his run away with him in spite of Martinson's warning.
He had just ceased having spasms of shivering, and had found his warm nest of the night, and was feeling glad that it was raining so that he could stay in bed as long as he liked, when the phone jingled shrilly again.

Had he been certain that it was Martinson, Luck would have lain there and let it ring itself tired.

But there is always the doubt when a telephone bell calls peremptorily.

He waited sulkily until the girl at the switchboard in the office below settled down to prolong the siege.
Luck knew that girl would never quit now that she was sure he was in.