While Bobby is conversing with his sweetheart on the telephone, her younger brother calls a mouse to her attention and when she screams, Bobby imagines something terrible has happened. He notifies her parents, with the result that a duo of detectives are set on her trail.

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Imagine, if you will, the telephone as voltaic umbilical cord: on one end Bobby Vernon’s moon-struck tenor, on the other Helen Darling’s crystalline giggle—an acoustic lovers’ lane stretched across the copper veins of a still-young metropolis. Into this lovers’ tele-realm scuttles a mouse, a squeak no bigger than a dr...

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" Imagine, if you will, the telephone as voltaic umbilical cord: on one end Bobby Vernon’s moon-struck tenor, on the other Helen Darling’s crystalline giggle—an acoustic lovers’ lane stretched across the copper veins of a still-young metropolis. Into this lovers’ tele-realm scuttles a mouse, a squeak no bigger than a dropped pearl, yet potent enough to detonate a chain-reaction of civic paranoia. The scream that erupts is not horror but humiliation, the sort of girlish shriek that in 1921 signals..."


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