Penny darted into the house, returning in a few minutes.
"Where are you going to buy your car?" she questioned.
"Father told me to go to the Brunner garage on Second Street."
"I'll drive you there in the roadster," Penny offered.
At the Brunner salesrooms a few minutes later the girls were greeted by the manager, George Brunner. He was a tall, thin man with sharp black eyes. When he spoke to his employees his manner was overbearing and haughty, but in the presence of the two girls he beamed and smiled and hung upon their words. He talked glibly as he piloted them from one shiny new car to another.
Presently Susan found herself hypnotized by a blue coupé. After Mr. Brunner had taken the girls a ride in a similar model, she whispered to Penny that she thought she would buy the car.
"Why don't you look around at a few other places first," Penny suggested. "You might make a better deal."
"I'm afraid to wait for fear Father will change his mind. Besides, this is exactly the type of car I like."
Penny refrained from saying more, but she was sorry that her chum seemed determined to make such a hasty transaction. For some reason she had taken an instant dislike to George Brunner. Susan, however, noticed nothing amiss in his manner and listened spellbound as he talked glowingly of the little blue coupé.
"I think I'll take it," Susan decided hesitatingly. "Could I drive it away?"