“I hope you girls will not find it uncomfortable on the top floor,” Mrs. Leeds remarked, trying to make pleasant conversation.
“It isn’t very warm tonight,” Penny returned politely. “Besides, it will only be for one night. We’re going on to Raven Ridge in the morning.”
The elevator was whizzing them upward.
“Did you say Raven Ridge?” Mrs. Leeds questioned sharply.
“Yes.”
A queer expression had come into Mrs. Leeds sharp, blue eyes. She seemed on the verge of speaking, then apparently changed her mind.
The elevator stopped at the third floor. Without a word, the woman urged her daughter out the door, following her down the hall.
CHAPTER IV
A Face at the Window
The little room on the top floor of the hotel was as hot and unpleasant as Mr. Nichols had predicted. Even with all the windows open wide the air still seemed close.
“Rosanna, I shouldn’t have forced you into this,” Penny said apologetically.