“There, read it for yourself.”
Penny inspected the will briefly. Since neither she nor Rosanna had ever seen Jacob Winters’ handwriting it was impossible to tell if the document had been forged.
To Rosanna’s astonishment, she suddenly seemed to experience a change of attitude regarding Mrs. Leeds’ claim to the property.
“I may have made a mistake,” Penny acknowledged. “This paper seems to give everything to you, Mrs. Leeds.”
“I am glad you are coming to your senses at last, Miss Nichols.”
“I suppose Rosanna and I may as well take our things and leave,” she went on.
“Your luggage is ready,” the woman said with satisfaction. “Alicia and I packed for you.”
“Very thoughtful,” Penny murmured ironically. “However, I think I’ll just run upstairs and see if anything was missed.”
“Why, yes, you may do that if you like.” Now that she was assured of victory, Mrs. Leeds felt that she could afford to make slight concessions.
No sooner had the bedroom door closed behind the two girls than Rosanna faced Penny with a puzzled look.