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“Hotel Royalton, good morning.”
“Mr. Harry Kapp, please.”
“One moment please.”
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“Hello?”
“Harry?”
“Rhoda?”
“Yes. I just got your letter, Harry.”
“Oh. Uh, how is everybody?”
“I’m fine.”
“And Priss?”
“Priss is going to be all right.”
“What?”
“Priss had an accident, Harry.”
“Ohmigod. What happened?”
“She was very depressed.”
“For Christ’s sake, what happened?”
“She took some sleeping pills.”
“She’s not-“
She’s all right.”
“And the baby?”
“She vomited up the pills in her sleep. She took enough to kill her but she threw them up. It looked as though it might be bad for the baby, but I took her to a doctor and he checked everything and he says the baby is going to be all right, too. I wanted to get in touch with you but there was no way until I got your letter. I called everywhere. I called Marcia, and for that matter Priss had already spoken to Marcia-”
“She did?”
“She wanted to find out where you were, Harry. But Marcia didn’t know.”
“No, nobody knew.”
“Well, I called again to make sure, and then I called your agent but she only knew that you were in New York.”
“I didn’t tell anybody where I was staying.”
“Yes, I know that now. When your letter came I read it, and then I thought I had better call you right away. I think you ought to come home.”
“I’ll get the next train out there. Is Priss-?”
“She’s really going to be all right.”
“And the baby?”
“Both babies are going to be all right. I can feel mine moving. You can put your hand on my stomach and feel him kicking.”
“I’ll be right out.”
“Shall I meet you at the station?”
“No, the Chevy’s there.”
“Will it start? It’s been just sitting there.”
“It always starts. Stay with Priss. Is she there now? Can I talk to her?”
“She’s sleeping. I could wake her.”
“Don’t do that. I’ll be there as soon as I can. And Rhoda?”
“Yes?”
“Tell her I love her.”
“She knows that now.”
“So do I.”