Then she asked irritably, "Well, didn't you mark it 'NIGHT
message'?" From the expression on Aggie's face it was evident
that he had not done so. "But, Jimmy," protested Aggie, "this is
dreadful! We haven't any baby!" Then calling to him to wait a
minute, and leaving the receiver dangling, she crossed the room
to Zoie, who was now thoroughly engrossed in the making of a
fresh toilet. "Zoie!" she exclaimed excitedly, "Jimmy made a
mistake."
"Of course he'd do THAT," answered Zoie carelessly.
"But you don't understand," persisted Aggie. "They sent the
'NIGHT message' TO-DAY. Alfred's coming on a special. He'll be
here tonight."
"Thank goodness for that!" cried Zoie, and the next instant she
was waltzing gaily about the room.
"That's all very well," answered Aggie, as she followed Zoie with
anxious eyes, "but WHERE'S YOUR BABY?"
"Good heavens!" cried Zoie, and for the first time she became
conscious of their predicament. She gazed at Aggie in
consternation. "I forgot all about it," she said, and then asked
with growing anxiety, "What can we DO?"
"Do?" echoed Aggie, scarcely knowing herself what answer to make,
"we've got to GET it-- TO-NIGHT. That's all!"
"But," protested Zoie, "how CAN we get it when the mother hasn't
signed the papers yet?"
"Jimmy will have to arrange that with the Superintendent of the
Home," answered Aggie with decision, and she turned toward the
'phone to instruct Jimmy accordingly.
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