"Shall I try another road?" the driver questioned.
"It's no use now. I guess we've lost him. But I was positive that man came this way. I don't see how I lost him."
She gave her home address to the driver, and sank back against the cushions, completely disgusted with the turn of events.
As Penny alighted at her own door, she cast a speculative glance toward the lighted window. If her father had not returned, Mrs. Gallup was almost certain to ask embarrassing questions concerning her arrival in a taxicab.
"And I forgot the ice cream too!" she thought. "I'll have a nice time explaining."
However, it was not necessary to give an account of her activities. Mrs. Gallup met her at the door.
"You came just in time, Penny. You're wanted on the telephone."
"It isn't Father?"
"No," the housekeeper assured her, "I think it's your chum."
"Susan?"