"I'll remember that," Susan said.
With Penny beside her to offer advice, she drove the coupé from the garage. Turning out into Second Street she narrowly missed being struck by a truck which was traveling at a high rate of speed.
"Better get out into the country until you've had an opportunity to become accustomed to handling the car," Penny suggested.
"That's a good idea," Susan agreed. "I don't want to wreck the thing before I drive it home."
After an hour of straight driving on a deserted road, she became quite dexterous at operating the gears. When she felt entirely confident of her ability to handle the car in any emergency, the girls drove back into the city. They parted at the Brunner garage where Penny had left her own roadster.
"Thanks for helping me select the car," Susan told her chum gratefully.
"I didn't have much to do with it," Penny smiled. "But it's a fine looking automobile. I wish I had one half as nice."
"I'll let you drive mine whenever you like," Susan offered generously.
When Penny reached home it was nearly dinner time. Mrs. Gallup was busy in the immaculate green and white kitchen, frosting an angel food cake.
"Any mail for me this afternoon?" Penny inquired, pausing to scrape up a generous spoonful of fudge from the frosting pan.