120 THE FAT OF THE LAND 
by 8.45. Polly was not quite pleased with my 
late hours; she said it did not worry her not to 
know where I was, but it was annoying. 
« Can’t you have a telephone put into the farm- 
house? It would be convenient in a lot of 
ways.” 
« Why, of course; I don’t see why it can’t be 
done at once. I'll make application this very 
night.” 
It was six weeks before we really got a wire 
to the farm, but after that we wondered how we 
ever got along without it. 
