Speaker 1: Chapter eleven of Wired Love by Ella chiev There This
Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Miss Kling telegraphically baffled.
Speaker 1: Miss Betsy Kling was quite uneasy in her mind about
Speaker 1: this time, not only because the torpedo refused to see
Speaker 1: himself in the light of that other self and fled
Speaker 1: whenever he saw her approaching, but also because some subtle
Speaker 1: instincts told her that under her very nose was going
Speaker 1: on something of which the details were unknown to her,
Speaker 1: and that listeners she would could not be ascertained this
Speaker 1: good looking young man who had so suddenly appeared on
Speaker 1: Missus Simonson's premises, Who and what was he? From Missus Simonson,
Speaker 1: she learned that he was an old friend of Quimby's,
Speaker 1: that she believed he was an old friend of Miss
Speaker 1: Archer's or Miss Rodgers, or of both, and that his
Speaker 1: father was very wealthy. Hum said Miss Kling, with a
Speaker 1: suspicious sniffle strange that he should room with Quimby if
Speaker 1: his father is so wealthy, but it is not a
Speaker 1: room of his own. He and Quimby are such friends,
Speaker 1: you see, Missus Simmonson explained. Miss Clinton gave another sniffle.
Speaker 1: This time of contempt at such a reason being possible,
Speaker 1: Miss Wardgers is in here about all her time when
Speaker 1: she isn't at the office, As she not's the next question,
Speaker 1: she is very intimate with Miss Archer, Missus Simmonson replied,
Speaker 1: And I suppose he and that Quimby are in their
Speaker 1: wisdom every evening. Are they not pursued? Miss Kling, they
Speaker 1: called quite often, Missus Simminson acknowledged, as did mister Norton
Speaker 1: and Miss Fishblait. They seem to have good times too,
Speaker 1: added kindly, Missus Simonson. The young folks shall be young folks,
Speaker 1: you know, and why not bless you? We never can
Speaker 1: enjoy ourselves again as we do when young. There are
Speaker 1: too many cares and worries when we get to our age.
Speaker 1: Miss Cling rose stiffly. This allusion to our age disgusted
Speaker 1: and offended her beyond pardon, and she flew into a
Speaker 1: spasm of sneezing. Well, I, for one, do not think
Speaker 1: such conduct is proper, she said, as soon as possible.
Speaker 1: I was brought up to understand that young ladies should
Speaker 1: never receive the visits of gentlemen, except in the presence
Speaker 1: of older people. Missus Simonson only laughed a little forced
Speaker 1: laugh she had when she did not know exactly what
Speaker 1: to say for her own part, although not willing to
Speaker 1: offend Miss Cling by saying so, she was glad to
Speaker 1: see her lodgers enjoying themselves, more than glad to have
Speaker 1: Clem there, as on his arrival she had promptly tacked
Speaker 1: an extra dollar on the room rent, under the plea
Speaker 1: that the wear and tear on furniture was greater with
Speaker 1: two in a room. Miss Cling, fearing perhaps another reference
Speaker 1: to our age, left her and next a tacked Celeste Fishblit,
Speaker 1: having long discovered Natty to be impregnable to the process
Speaker 1: known as pumping, a fact that had augmented her ever
Speaker 1: increasing dislike towards her lodger. From Celeste, she learned that
Speaker 1: they had such nice times, that mister Stanward was so splendid,
Speaker 1: and that Miss Archer was just dead in love with
Speaker 1: him and he was her humm, thought Miss Cling, with
Speaker 1: a sneeze. Is that Miss Archer, then is it? The
Speaker 1: next move was to arrest poor Quimby in the hall,
Speaker 1: intending to put him through a series of interrogations regarding
Speaker 1: the antecedents of his friend and the length of his
Speaker 1: acquaintance with Miss Archer. But in this she was baffled,
Speaker 1: for at the first question, Quimby exclaimed, ugh, ugh I
Speaker 1: do know, don't ask me, Anne fled. Miss Cling, much
Speaker 1: to her dissatisfaction, was therefore compelled to make the little
Speaker 1: she had gathered to go as far as it would.
Speaker 1: But she lived in hopes it was perhaps not wonderful
Speaker 1: that Miss Kling, sitting lonely by her fireside and pining
Speaker 1: for her other self, should feel envious, because our lodger,
Speaker 1: whom she took obstensibly for company, was enjoying herself over
Speaker 1: the way evening after evening, and telling her absolutely nothing
Speaker 1: about it, but confining their intercourse to the necessary civilities.
Speaker 1: And doubtedly the few weeks that had passed since Clem's
Speaker 1: appearance on the scene ought to have been the happiest
Speaker 1: in Natty's hitherto lonely life, happier than those in which
Speaker 1: she talked to the then unseen Sea and speculated about
Speaker 1: him with sin. But yet she sometimes felt that a
Speaker 1: certain something that had been on the wire was lacking
Speaker 1: now that Clem, while realizing all her old expectations of Sea,
Speaker 1: was not exactly what Sea had been to her. One
Speaker 1: reason of this, she knew, was her own inability to
Speaker 1: conquer a sort of timidity she felt in his presence,
Speaker 1: a timidity from which Sin was certainly free. Well aware
Speaker 1: that beside the gay and brilliant Sin she was nowhere,
Speaker 1: Natty had a sensitive fear that he might be disappointed
Speaker 1: in her. But she did not yet know that the
Speaker 1: foundation of all these uneasy misgivings of hers was a
Speaker 1: selfish emotion, the same that had prompted that jealous pang
Speaker 1: at sins We the day he first discovered himself. And
Speaker 1: this was that in the wire Sea had been all her,
Speaker 1: but in Clem, Sin seemed to have the largest share.
Speaker 1: Twice he had called on Natty at the office, but
Speaker 1: neither time could stop, and as it happened, on each occasion,
Speaker 1: she was in the midst of a rush of business,
Speaker 1: had left no chance for conversation. But one rainy Saturday afternoon,
Speaker 1: when a general dullness prevailed, as she was fervently wishing
Speaker 1: the hands of the clock might move on faster towards six, Clem,
Speaker 1: holding a very wet umbrella and with water dripping from
Speaker 1: his curly locks, presented himself if he was not. He
Speaker 1: certainly ought to have been flatted by the blush with
Speaker 1: which Natty involuntarily welcomed him. Did you rain down, she
Speaker 1: hastily exclaimed, hoping by this trite commonplace to distract attention
Speaker 1: from the blush of which she was conscious. It appears
Speaker 1: like it, doesn't it, he answered, merrily, giving himself a
Speaker 1: little shake and placing his wet umbrella and hat in
Speaker 1: a corner. It was so dull as the store, I
Speaker 1: thought I would run around to the scene of former
Speaker 1: exploits you not. Sometimes wish I was back at exit
Speaker 1: and to keep you company such days as these. Without
Speaker 1: thinking twice before she spoke once, Natty answered candidly, as
Speaker 1: she placed a chair for her visitor. Yes, I believe
Speaker 1: I do often. I do not know whether to take
Speaker 1: that as a compliment or otherwise, Clem said, looking at
Speaker 1: her as if half vexed. Natty glanced up inquiringly. It
Speaker 1: certainly is a compliment to my abilities for making myself
Speaker 1: agreeable at a distance, but said Clem, with a shrug
Speaker 1: of his shoulders. A poor fellow does not like to
Speaker 1: feel as if the father or way he is, the
Speaker 1: better he is liked. Oh, I did not mean it
Speaker 1: that way at all, exclaimed Natty in a hasty explanation,
Speaker 1: and HEO, I had more of your company on the wire.
Speaker 1: Clem looked pleased. If that is the trouble, he began,
Speaker 1: but Natty interrupted, her face very red. I did not
Speaker 1: mean that either. I meant it was in such a
Speaker 1: different way, you know, and I I could talk more easily.
Speaker 1: I don't believe I know what I do mean. Stopping
Speaker 1: short in embarrassment, Clem looked at her and smiled. Let
Speaker 1: us see if it is any easier talking on the wire,
Speaker 1: he said, and taking the key, he wrote, good p M,
Speaker 1: will you please tell me truly and relieve my mind
Speaker 1: you like me as well as you thought you would.
Speaker 1: Taking the key, he relinquished, and without looking at him,
Speaker 1: she replied, yes. And I suppose I ask you the
Speaker 1: same question. What would you say, politeness aside I should answer,
Speaker 1: wrote Clem, his eyes on the sounder that I have
Speaker 1: found the very little girl expected, and their eyes met,
Speaker 1: and Natty hastily rose and walked to the window for
Speaker 1: no ostensible purpose, and Clem said, going after her. It
Speaker 1: is nicer talking on the wire, isn't it. Natty was
Speaker 1: saved the necessity of replying by some one down the line,
Speaker 1: who just then inquired, it was I talking soft nonsense
Speaker 1: just now? When A allow a sort of thing here?
Speaker 1: I am pertinent, exclaimed Natty. Possibly our red headed friend
Speaker 1: is somewhere about, Clem said, then, taking the key, responded
Speaker 1: to the unknown questioner, don't trouble yourself. I shall not
Speaker 1: talk soft nonsense to you. That sounds like Sea's writing,
Speaker 1: is it was asked quickly. My style must be very
Speaker 1: peculiar to be so readily detected, Clem said to Natty laughingly,
Speaker 1: then replied, on the wire, if you will sign, I
Speaker 1: will tell you. E m Ah, said Clem, and immediately
Speaker 1: acknowledged himself. Then followed a short chat with e m
Speaker 1: in which she endeavored to make him confess what office
Speaker 1: he was then sending, from, which he persistently refused to do.
Speaker 1: Having bade e M good bye enclose the key, he
Speaker 1: said to Natty verbally, we ought to have a private
Speaker 1: wire of our own, since a wire is so necessary
Speaker 1: to our happiness. I see, glancing around the office, that
Speaker 1: you have an extra key in sunder here. Yes, Natty replied,
Speaker 1: we had at one time a railroad wire and when
Speaker 1: it was taken out, the instruments were left and have
Speaker 1: been here ever since. Do you suppose you could take
Speaker 1: them home to practice on, say queried Clem, sparkling his
Speaker 1: brown eyes. Doubtless, if I ask permission, they will allow
Speaker 1: me that privilege, why, asked Natty curiously. I have a
Speaker 1: brilliant idea, replied claiming gaily. But do not be alarmed.
Speaker 1: I am used to it. As Gwemby would say. It
Speaker 1: is this, I myself have a key and saunder relics
Speaker 1: of college days beauties too, And if you can take
Speaker 1: her nose over there, we will have telegraphic communication from
Speaker 1: your room to ours immediately. The wire and battery I
Speaker 1: will fix all right, And when sin is out you
Speaker 1: can't come over, and at odd times we will have
Speaker 1: some of our old chats, but said Natty hesitatingly, although
Speaker 1: evidently delighted with the idea. Miss Kling will never hang.
Speaker 1: Miss Kling, interrupted Clem emphatically, excuse the expression. But she
Speaker 1: deserves it, she never need no. I will undertake to
Speaker 1: arrange everything and keep the secret from her. You count
Speaker 1: for the instruments in your room. Tell her you are
Speaker 1: going to practice at home, and have a pupil sin
Speaker 1: I know, will be delighted to amuse herself by learning.
Speaker 1: I shall it very much acknowledged, Natty, But I allow
Speaker 1: no butt clem interrupted with gay decision. You get the instruments,
Speaker 1: tell me the first time Miss Kling goes out to
Speaker 1: spend the day and leave the rest to me. Natty
Speaker 1: needed little urging, being only too willing to have some
Speaker 1: more of those old confidential chats with sea which nobody
Speaker 1: could share, and the required promise was given. Strange it
Speaker 1: is how circumstances alter cases. Coming to the office that morning,
Speaker 1: Natty had found it disagreeable and hard enough to buffet
Speaker 1: the storm, and had growled at herself all the way
Speaker 1: because she was not smart enough to get on in
Speaker 1: the world, even so far as to be able to
Speaker 1: stay home in such weather. The storms of nature, like
Speaker 1: storms of life, are hardest to a woman trammeled. There
Speaker 1: she is in the one by long skirts that will
Speaker 1: drag in the mud and clothe at every gust of
Speaker 1: wind catches, and in the other by prejudices and impediments
Speaker 1: of every kind that the world, in consideration doubtless for
Speaker 1: her so called weakness, throws in her way. But now
Speaker 1: on her way home, Natty minded not the wind and
Speaker 1: rather enjoyed the rain. It may be that this total
Speaker 1: change in her sentence was due to the fact that
Speaker 1: Clem held the umbrella. Miss Kling saw them come into
Speaker 1: the hotel together west and merry and scowled. Perhaps in
Speaker 1: former days she had gone home under an umbrella with somebody,
Speaker 1: a possible other self, and she knew all about the
Speaker 1: enjoyability of the experience. But Natty did not even notice
Speaker 1: her landlady's acrimonious glance, and sang a gay song as
Speaker 1: she changed her bedrabbled dress. Sin, who was of course
Speaker 1: immediately informed about the projected private Wire, was delighted with
Speaker 1: the idea and began studying the Morse alphabet at once.
Speaker 1: And the best of water Wall is the greg going
Speaker 1: to get the better that argaside, Dragon, said syn if
Speaker 1: we can, Natty replied with emphasis, Oh but clear, miss
Speaker 1: shure that part, Sym said, with a great confidence. But
Speaker 1: Natty shook her head dubiously. She is so inquisitive, she remarked, Yes.
Speaker 1: And the most despicable character on earth to me is
Speaker 1: a person whose chief object in life is gossip. My
Speaker 1: life is too short to take care of our own affairs.
Speaker 1: In I wish you would leave her in coming room
Speaker 1: with me, exclaimed sin indignant. Missus Simpson would not dare
Speaker 1: have me. She is afraid of Miss Cling, you know,
Speaker 1: but I wish I might, for I am tired of
Speaker 1: being here. Natty replied discontentedly. Well, we will have our
Speaker 1: wire at all events, and for once something shall be
Speaker 1: that Miss Cling will not know, said syn exultantly. Unconsciously,
Speaker 1: the dreaded individual favored them shortly after by going to
Speaker 1: spend the evening with friends after her own heart. Very genteel,
Speaker 1: but in reduced circumstances, and as the instruments were already
Speaker 1: they had only been waiting for her absence, Clem went
Speaker 1: to work. He was assisted by the willing Joe, who
Speaker 1: argued that running awhile was solid work and not romantic,
Speaker 1: and by Quimby, who viewed the arrangement as another formidable
Speaker 1: link in the chain of his rival, and clamored wildly
Speaker 1: for a telephone, because anybody could use a telephone. But that,
Speaker 1: as Clem said, was exactly what they did not want. Consequently, Grimby,
Speaker 1: as he lent his aid, felt himself a very martyr. However,
Speaker 1: he was by this time used to it, you know,
Speaker 1: as he would have said, having viewed himself in that
Speaker 1: light since his unwitting resurrection of sea. Still he sometimes
Speaker 1: fancied he could see a dim light shining ahead through
Speaker 1: the gloom, a hope that Clem might be fascinated by sin.
Speaker 1: Many were Quimby argued, so why should not Clem be?
Speaker 1: And certainly he talked with her more than he did
Speaker 1: with Natty. In Natty's room, they placed the instruments on
Speaker 1: a small shelf put up for the purpose just outside
Speaker 1: her closet, and run the wire through the closet into
Speaker 1: the hall outside, and thence along so close to the
Speaker 1: wall that it was not noticeable except to those who knew,
Speaker 1: and then into Missus Simonson's apartments. Here no concealment was
Speaker 1: necess as Missus Simmonson had been informed of the plan,
Speaker 1: and although Trembling lest the vials of missus Ling's wrath
Speaker 1: would be poured on her head should that lady discover
Speaker 1: the arrangement, had no objections to offer if they were
Speaker 1: positive the electricity on the wire would not wear out
Speaker 1: the carpet or injure the table, which was the terminus
Speaker 1: in Quimby and Clem's room. Having satisfied her on this point,
Speaker 1: they deemed it expedient not to show her the battery
Speaker 1: in their closet, fearing alarm lest it might eat through
Speaker 1: the woman overpower her. And now said Clem gaily, when
Speaker 1: all was finished, unfortunately without attracting attention, not even Celeste
Speaker 1: being in the secret. Now, Quimby, we can dispense with
Speaker 1: that alarm clock we were intending to buy. I beg pardon,
Speaker 1: but I don't quite catch your meaning, the martyr replied,
Speaker 1: in evident surprise. Why nat is to be our alarm clock,
Speaker 1: explained Clem, laughing, She is, from necessity an early riser,
Speaker 1: and I will depend on her to call on our
Speaker 1: wire at precisely six thirty every morning and continue calling
Speaker 1: until I answer. I certainly will, Natty replied, But I
Speaker 1: will venture to predict that both you and Quimby will
Speaker 1: privately call me all sorts of names for doing. It
Speaker 1: makes people so ready cross to be aroused one morning. Nap.
Speaker 1: You know it doesn't make me cross. I assure you
Speaker 1: it will be a pleasure, quickly exclaimed Quimby, who was
Speaker 1: delighted with this idea of the alarm clock. I will
Speaker 1: report him if he shows the least symptom of growling.
Speaker 1: After that assertion, Clem said to Natty somewhat to Quimby's
Speaker 1: internal agitation, for to tell the truth, he was not
Speaker 1: really quite certain of being in a state of rapture
Speaker 1: at six thirty every morning, even when awoke by the
Speaker 1: clatter of a sounder of which the motive power was
Speaker 1: his innamorata. And now to christen our wire. Natty, who
Speaker 1: was in high spirit, said gaily, and she ran over
Speaker 1: to her room, and a half hour's chat with Sea
Speaker 1: followed before she went to bed. For a week after however,
Speaker 1: she lived, as it were, on Thorn's and came home
Speaker 1: every night half expecting an explosion. None came. However, Miss
Speaker 1: Kling's eyes were not as good as they once had been,
Speaker 1: what with their long service watching for that other self
Speaker 1: and overlooking her neighbors. The hall was dark, she had
Speaker 1: no duplicate key to Natty's always locked room, and the
Speaker 1: small wire nestling close to the wall was undiscovered. Of course,
Speaker 1: she heard the clatter of the saunder, But this, Natty explained,
Speaker 1: on the score of practice. Well, I am sure, said
Speaker 1: miss Klings, snappishly, I should think you would get practice
Speaker 1: enough at the office without sitting up nights to do it,
Speaker 1: at which Natty turned away to hide a blush, aware
Speaker 1: that Sea and She sometimes talked even into the small
Speaker 1: hours in their zeal, doubtless that the new wire should
Speaker 1: not rust out for lack of using. But this telegraph
Speaker 1: arrangement came hardest on poor Quimby, who, between his jealousy
Speaker 1: when the two were communicating, his inability to understand what
Speaker 1: was being said, and the impossibility of sleeping with such
Speaker 1: clatter in the room, lost his appetite and invoked anything
Speaker 1: but blessings on the head of that morse man who
Speaker 1: had made such things possible. Sin had no intention of
Speaker 1: being left out in the cold, and making Joe join
Speaker 1: her began the study of telegraphy, and the two hammered
Speaker 1: away incessantly. It began to be observable about this time
Speaker 1: that Joe was very willing to be led about by
Speaker 1: the nose by Sin. Why was not so apparent, perhaps
Speaker 1: because there was no romance in it. Sin learned the
Speaker 1: quicker of the two, as she was soon able slowly
Speaker 1: and uncertainly to call Natty asked her to come over
Speaker 1: or impart any little information, but was always driven frantic
Speaker 1: by the attempt to make out Natty's reply, however slowly written.
Speaker 1: Sinn tried to induce Quimby to overcome the horrors of
Speaker 1: those little black marks the alphabet and their sounds, but
Speaker 1: he recoiled from the effort as hopeless. However, whenever they
Speaker 1: made candy, as they often did, he had an opportunity
Speaker 1: of distinguishing himself that he did not fail to improve
Speaker 1: on the first occasion. So uneasy was he about a
Speaker 1: quiet conversation Clem and Natty were having that he absently
Speaker 1: put the mass of candy had been pulling into his
Speaker 1: pocket to cool. It did cool, but he sold the
Speaker 1: coat afterwards to a boid the office. Next time, he
Speaker 1: forgot to grease his hands and stuck himself so together
Speaker 1: that they had the utmost difficulty in getting him apart.
Speaker 1: But as he said, it's no matter. I won't be
Speaker 1: used to it, you know. He capped the climax, however,
Speaker 1: by accidentally dropping a large handful warm on top of
Speaker 1: Celeste's head, aggravating the offense by telling to to go
Speaker 1: quick and silker head, which, although it was what she
Speaker 1: eventually did was too much like a certain slang phrase
Speaker 1: much in vogue for human nature to endure, and giving
Speaker 1: him an angry look, the only one on record ever
Speaker 1: given by her to a man. She rushed from the
Speaker 1: room and was seen no more that evening. After this exploit,
Speaker 1: whenever Molasses Candy was on the program, they made a
Speaker 1: rule that Quimby should sit in the corner on the
Speaker 1: old familiar stool and not move until all was over,
Speaker 1: a rule to which he submitted meekly. But he was
Speaker 1: not happy. In truth, all his joys in these days
Speaker 1: were mixed with alloy between the painted monopoly of Celeste,
Speaker 1: who of late, and since she had given up every
Speaker 1: one else as hopeless, had devoted herself entirely to him,
Speaker 1: and to secret jealousy of Clem. Strangely enough, with the
Speaker 1: exception of sin, no one was aware of the exact
Speaker 1: state of his mind. Clem was as unconscious of it
Speaker 1: as a child, for any peculiarity in his behavior was
Speaker 1: laid to his well known idiosyncrasies. Celeste suspected he was
Speaker 1: in love, but was blindly determined to believe she was
Speaker 1: the chief attraction in his eyes. Natty, if she thought
Speaker 1: about it, at all imagined. He was entirely cured of
Speaker 1: that former foolishness, as she termed his one attempt to
Speaker 1: put his devotion into words. And as for Joe being
Speaker 1: so opposed to anything of a sentimental nature himself, naturally
Speaker 1: he was unwilling to observe any indications of the kind
Speaker 1: in another, and any glaring revelations that forced themselves on
Speaker 1: his notice, he, in common with Clem, decided was only
Speaker 1: Quimby's way. Oh dear, no, Joe could see nothing but plain,
Speaker 1: unromantic facts. It was no sentiment or anything of the
Speaker 1: sort on Joe's part, of course, that made him reproduce
Speaker 1: the handsome, brilliant face of Sin in so many of
Speaker 1: his recent pictures. Oh no, she was a good study.
Speaker 1: That was all, nor that caused him to seek a
Speaker 1: society in preference to all others. To listen entranced when
Speaker 1: she sang, and to be exceedingly annoyed a rare thing
Speaker 1: once for good humored Joe when Clem was given more
Speaker 1: than his share of her attention. Again, Oh no, Sin
Speaker 1: was a fellow bohemian, a congenial spirit that was all
Speaker 1: neither in the least sentimental nor jealous. Was Joe, And
Speaker 1: for all that, and for some unexplained reason, it was
Speaker 1: not quite so, even in his spirits as he was
Speaker 1: wont to be, sometimes being very happy, then terribly depressed.
Speaker 1: Did he eat too much or too little? Which, for
Speaker 1: it was not the first commencement of a first love,
Speaker 1: and of course it was not. It must have been
Speaker 1: his digestion that ailed him. Had Miss Betsy Cling known
Speaker 1: of these little uneasy undercurrents amidst the gaiety that so
Speaker 1: annoyed her, the knowledge would doubtless have given her much satisfaction.
Speaker 1: Besides possibly the inklings, she could not now obtain of
Speaker 1: what was going on. It was a source of great
Speaker 1: distress to her that she could not ascertain whether it
Speaker 1: was sin or not with whom Clem was flirting, For
Speaker 1: she was positive he was trifling with the affections of
Speaker 1: one or the other, and that matters would end in
Speaker 1: some kind of horrible scandal. But for all her listening
Speaker 1: and prying around, she could not seem to gain much
Speaker 1: information except that everybody but herself and perhaps the old
Speaker 1: gentleman Fishplait, was having a good time. Or could she
Speaker 1: get hold of anything dreadful, which was the greatest disappointment
Speaker 1: of all. One night, however, listening at her own door
Speaker 1: as Natty bade Sin good night over the way, Miss
Speaker 1: Cling heard Clem call out from within something that made
Speaker 1: her very hair stand on end. It was this, please
Speaker 1: wake me up earlier than usual to morrow morning, will you, Natty?
Speaker 1: Wake him up? Indeed, thought the outraged but happy Miss
Speaker 1: Cling as she wended her way back to her own room.
Speaker 1: Pretty goings on, And I knew I heard that machine
Speaker 1: clatter when she was not in one day. Machines do
Speaker 1: not clatter without a human agency somewhere. There is something
Speaker 1: wrong here, and I will find it out. Oh my
Speaker 1: name is not Betsy Kling. Wake him up? Indeed, end
Speaker 1: of chapter eleven,