“What else can we do?”
“Send a wire to Dad that we’re staying on a day or two,” Penny answered instantly.
“But won’t that inconvenience both of you?”
“No, I suspect Dad will be grateful for the rest and as for myself, I’d enjoy seeing this thing through.”
It required little urging to convince Rosanna of the wisdom of remaining on the scene. She had taken an immediate dislike to Mrs. Leeds and her daughter, and agreed with Penny that they were determined to claim more than a rightful share of the inheritance.
Once the girls arrived at a decision they lost no time in driving to the nearest town where Penny dispatched a message to her father. Noticing an inviting looking restaurant, they ate lunch before motoring back to the Winters’ mansion. It was nearly two o’clock when they reached the Ridge again.
An unfamiliar car stood on the driveway. Penny was certain it did not belong to Mrs. Leeds for her mud-splattered sedan was parked some distance away.
“It looks like more visitors,” she commented as they crossed the veranda together.
At the doorway both girls involuntarily paused. Mrs. Leeds was engaged in conversation with a stranger.
For an instant Penny and Rosanna stood and stared. It was the same man who had refused them help on the road.