He went out. George, transfixed, saw him walk past the window. A sort of panic came over him. He dragged the telephone across his desk and with an unsteady hand dialled Colonel Cartarette’s number. A woman’s voice answered.
‘Kitty!’ he said. ‘Kitty, is that you?’
I love the village setup and the way Marsh shows us the different villagers interacting with each other.