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CRAIG’S WIFE
Catelle
- On this telephone, yes, Ma’m. Oakdale, six, two, three. That’s the number of your telephone here, isn’t it?
Mrs. Craig
- Yes, that’s our number.
Catelle
- That’s what I’ve got here.
Mrs. Craig
- But I can’t imagine who it would be that called.
Catelle
- The report says it was a woman’s voice.
Mrs. Craig
- Who was it that reported it, do you know?
Catelle
- I couldn’t tell you that, Mrs. Craig.
Mrs. Craig
- I mean to say, would it be possible that the person who reported it could have made a mistake in the number?
Catelle
- No, they’re usually pretty careful in an affair of this kind.
Mrs. Craig
- And the call was made at five o’clock this evening, you say?
Catelle
- Five-twenty-seven, my report says. The operator didn’t give the address, of course; it’s against the telephone company’s rules. And the party rang off.
Mrs. Craig
- Well, that’s extraordinary. Although it might have been one of the servants—probably saw it in the even-
