Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I today survived an attack of smoke detector alarm siege.  As I was babysitting my 6 month old grandson, around nine am, I thought I heard a car alarm go off.  Two hours later, as the noise was getting on my last nerve, despite the doors and windows being shut, the doorbell rang and a neighbor appeared, saying the sound was coming from the other duplex.  I said I didn't know who lived there, I was babysitting for my son and daughter-in-law, but I would email them and see if they could contact him.  So I did, and they only had the guy's email, but they said they could contact the landlord for his number if necessary.  More beeping ensued, and it was not until over two hours later than the man came back from his job in the city and turned it off.  I apologized, but said I hadn't wanted to bother him, but if the neighbors were frustrated, they might call the police or fire department.  He was very nice.  I said I'd checked for smoke smell, but I also knew a fire could begin from electrical elements, it had happened to me, so it was good he'd come back.  The silence was so soothing, and my grandson, who had been fussy all morning, seemed happier as well, though, luckily, in his room, with the sound machine and the fan on, he had been able to take his naps.  But maybe it rattled him too.  I feel slightly shredded, but grateful the guy came home, the amazingly irritating sound ceased, and there was no fire.  And now I'm at home in my blissfully quiet house, relishing the peace.