Penny had slumped in her seat. Suddenly, she straightened, her eyes riveted upon a pedestrian who was crossing the street in front of the coupé.
"Susan, isn't that Jerry Barrows?" she demanded excitedly.
The car swerved wildly as Susan turned to look.
"It is!" she exclaimed.
"Stop the car," Penny pleaded. "I want to talk with him."
Susan brought the coupé to a halt at the curbing. Penny sprang out.
"Jerry Barrows!" she called.
The boy wheeled and saw her. He hesitated an instant, then turned and ran.