THE CASE OF VINCENT PYRWHIT
'I am not,' he answered firmly.
'Then,' I said, 'I shall answer it myself. It is some stupid trick, a joke not in the best of taste, for which you will probably have to sack one or other of your domestics.'
'My servants,' he answered, 'would not have done that. Besides, don't you see it is impossible? The instrument is disconnected.'
'The bell rang all the same. I shall try it.'
I picked up the receiver.
'Are you there?' I called.
The voice which answered me was unmistakably the rather high staccato voice of Mrs. Pyrwhit.
'I want you,' it said, 'to tell my husband that he will be with me to-morrow.'
I still listened. Nothing more was said.
I repeated, 'Are you there?' and still there was no answer.
I turned to Pyrwhit.
'There is no one there,' I said.
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