"Here it is. And a five for yourself. Now don't bother me again."
And with that the man strode angrily into the building and mounted a long flight of stairs which led to the top floor.
CHAPTER XI
A Visitor
Penny watched the janitor closely after the man in gray had vanished into the building. From his inside coat pocket he removed a billfold and carefully deposited the fifty dollars in it. The five dollar bill he shoved into his trousers pocket, a possessive smirk on his face.
Penny moved forward to accost the man.
"How do you do," she greeted. "Are you the custodian of this building?"
"Yes, I am," he replied surlily. "If you have anything to sell, get out!"
"Oh, I'm not a saleswoman. I am looking for a place to rent."