One afternoon while Penny was mowing the yard, Susan drove up in her coupé. It was the first time she had used it since the unfortunate night of the theft. She hailed Penny joyously.
"The old bus is traveling again! It has a new generator and a fine new wheel!"
Penny inspected the new purchases.
"See anything wrong with the wheel?" Susan demanded.
"Not a thing. Why?"
"I bought it for about half the regular price. I was a little afraid I might have been gipped."
Penny examined the spare wheel more critically. "It looks exactly like the one Dad bought me some time ago for nine ninety-eight. In fact, I'd think it was the same tire—the one that was stolen from me—if I didn't know better."
"I only paid four dollars," Susan informed proudly. "Wasn't it a bargain?"
"It looks like it. Where did you buy the tire?"
"Oh, at a little place on South Lake Street. I don't remember the name."