For a minute Penny lay perfectly still, listening. Then she crept noiselessly from bed. Drawing on her dressing gown, she tiptoed to the door.
The hall was dark. At first she could distinguish nothing; then she made out a shadowy figure at the far end. Someone was trying to open the door which led up to the attic.
CHAPTER VII
Penny's Discovery
"Is that you, father?" Penny asked.
When there was no answer, she reached up and pressed the electric switch. The hallway became flooded with light. Penny and Michael Haymond stood blinking at each other, both deeply embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry," stammered the young man. "I didn't mean to disturb anyone. I was just after a drink of water."
"I'm afraid you won't find it in the attic," replied Penny. "Not unless the roof is leaking."
"The attic?" Michael Haymond repeated. "I must be turned around then. I thought this door led to the living room."