CHAPTER XXXV
WHAT I HEARD ON THE TELEPHONE
That station stood all by itself, and it was pitch dark all around. It
reminded me of the Grand Central Station, it was so different. First we
tried the door and it was locked. Then we tried one of the windows and it
opened.
I said, "Do you think it would be all right to climb in?"
"Sure it would," Westy said; "because the window doesn't open into the
ticket agent's room, only into the waiting room. Go ahead."
I didn't see any harm in climbing in, because the window was part open and
there was a sign outside that said "Public Telephone."
"Anyway," Westy said; "if anybody should come and find us here, we could
say we just wanted to 'phone. And we could prove that's all we wanted, too,
by our really getting the number."
First I didn't know what we ought to do, but as long as we didn't have to
break anything open, and as long as all we wanted was to 'phone, I decided
it would be all right.
So we climbed in and I saw there was a booth in the corner. I dropped a
nickel into the 'phone and held the receiver to my ear and waited and
waited and waited and waited.
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