"Is that so? Well, you've come to the wrong place. We are filled up."
Penny was aware that the janitor regarded her suspiciously. She did not believe that he was speaking the truth for she had noticed many apparently unoccupied rooms in the building.
"But you may have vacancies in the future, I suppose," she commented. "You see, I like the outlook a person would get from your top floor."
"That top floor is rented."
"Could you tell me the name of the party——?"
"No, I couldn't," the janitor interrupted irritably. "Run along now. I'm not interested in your chatter."
"All right, I'll go," Penny replied, "but you may hear from me again. And when I return, I'll bring a mate to that five dollar bill you just slipped into your pocket!"
Before the man had recovered from his surprise she turned and walked briskly down the street in the direction of her father's office. She deeply regretted her last remark for she realized that the janitor might repeat it to the man who occupied the top floor. She had not intended to reveal how much she had seen.
Penny entered her father's office just as he was leaving on a business errand.
"Hello, Dad," she called out. "I seem to have caught the bird on the wing."