“Suppose she saw someone she knew, got scared, and lost her head?” Paula put in softly.
Fenner thought this one over. “Did you see anyone who might have given her a scare?”
Paula shook her head. “You know what the Baltimore lobby’s like that time of day.”
“It’s an idea.” Fenner got up and began walking up and down the gaily patterned carpet. “If that’s how it went, then we’ve gotta stick around this telephone for her to ring back. Maybe she won’t ring, but if she does, I want to know about it quick.”
Paula groaned.
“Yeah, I guess you’d better run home, pack a bag an’ move in. You can sleep on the lounge.”
Paula got to her feet. “You go home and sleep in your nice warm bed, I take it?”
“Never mind what I do. I’ll let you know where you can get me.”
Paula put on her hat and coat. “If the office downstairs knows that I’m sleepin’ here, they’ll begin to think things.”
“That’s all right. They know I’m particular. It won’t blow into a scandal.”