How have you
been getting along with your work?"
"All right, except one morning when I overslept."
"Overslept? Oh, Kirk!" she said, reproachfully.
"You see, I never got up so early before, except to go duck-
hunting, and this is different. Did you ever try rising at five-
thirty--in the morning, I mean? You've no idea how it feels. Why,
it's hardly light! You can't see to brush your teeth! I suggested
to Runnels that we send No. 2 out at eight-thirty instead of six-
thirty--that's early enough for anybody--but he didn't seem to
take kindly to the thought."
"What did he say when you reported?"
"I didn't consider it proper to listen to all he said, so I
retired gracefully. From what I did hear, however, I gathered that
he was vaguely offended at something. I tried to explain that I
had been out late, but it didn't go."
Edith laughed. "Perhaps I'd better telephone him."
"Oh no, you needn't do that."
"But surely you were called in time?"
"Please don't. That's the first thing Runnels yodelled at me when
I showed up. He's a nice fellow, but he's too serious; he lets
little things bother him. He'll cool off eventually."
Time passed quickly in such an interchange of pleasant
trivialities, and, although Kirk felt that he was making an
unconscionably long call, he could not well leave while his
hostess seemed bent on detaining him.
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