Alonzo Fitz and Other Stories by Mark Twain
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"Battery out of order, no doubt. But now that I have started, I will
find out what time it is." He stepped to a speaking-tube in the wall, blew its whistle, and called, "Mother!" and repeated it twice. "Well, that's no use. Mother's battery is out of order, too. Can't raise anybody down-stairs--that is plain." He sat down at a rosewood desk, leaned his chin on the left-hand edge of it and spoke, as if to the floor: "Aunt Susan!" A low, pleasant voice answered, "Is that you, Alonzo?' "Yes. I'm too lazy and comfortable to go downstairs; I am in extremity, and I can't seem to scare up any help." "Dear me, what is the matter?" "Matter enough, I can tell you!" "Oh, don't keep me in suspense, dear! What is it?" "I want to know what time it is." "You abominable boy, what a turn you did give me! Is that all?" "All--on my honor. Calm yourself. Tell me the time, and receive my blessing." "Just five minutes after nine. No charge--keep your blessing." |
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