"Why, I did. There were some other people standing not far away, but I doubt that they heard. At least they did not appear to be listening."
"So you're the only person who knew of the appointment," Mr. Nichols said jokingly.
"Don't look at me like that," Penny laughed. "I swear I didn't take the necklace even if I was on the scene."
"I'll not turn you over to the police without more evidence," the detective promised. "I was just on my way to the station when you dropped in."
"I didn't mean to detain you."
"The matter was of no great importance. I merely wanted to inquire if the police had made any progress tracing the Dillon holdup men. It's queer how they made such a neat get-away."
"I don't think the police are very alert," Penny grumbled. "After Mrs. Dillon's handbag was snatched they were on the scene within ten minutes, but I imagine the thief will never be captured."
"You expect results too quickly, Penny," her father smiled. "From what you've told me I imagine this purse-snatcher is a member of an organized gang. The theft was no casual affair. Every detail was carefully planned."
"I wish you were on the case, Dad."
"I don't. I have enough troubles without wishing more upon myself. I really am not——"