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The first shrill ring of the telephone brought Harold out into the hall.
He realized that he had no idea where the telephone was.
At that moment the bathroom door flew open and Eugene came out, with his face lathered for shaving, and strode down the hall, tying the sash of his dressing gown as he went.
The telephone was in the study but the ringing came from the hall.
Between the telephone and the wall plug there was sixty feet of cord, and when the conversation came to an end, Eugene carried the instrument with him the whole length of the apartment, to his bathroom, where it rang three more times while he was shaving and in the tub.
Before he left the apartment he knocked on their door and asked if there was anything he could do for them.
Harold shook his head.

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