“Bell seated himself behind the desk, motioning for Nancy to stand opposite him. There was tense silence for a moment. Then Bell reached for a desk telephone."I am going to call the police, Miss Drew, and turn you over to them on a charge of trespassing, breaking, and entering with an attempt to steal.""I wish you would," Nancy replied. "if it is possible over that dummy telephone.”
“Luther, bring the gatekeeper quickly!" Bell ordered. "Just how did you get in, Miss Drew?""I came in at the entrance," Nancy replied. "The larkspur is beautiful.”
“I hate the telephone. I think the lowest circle of hell is reserved for Alexander Graham Bell.”
“I love Nancy Drew!”
“The telephone bell was ringing wildly, but without result, since there was no-one in the room but the corpse.”
“Who do I look like, Nancy freaking Drew?”