"I didn't look for you home so early, Dad."
"Nor did I expect to make it when I left the house this morning. However, I must return to the office immediately after dinner."
"Is it so very important?" Penny demanded.
Her father smiled.
"Lonesome?"
"Not exactly, only the evenings seem so long."
"Why don't you go to a moving picture show?"
"I've seen every good one in town. Besides, I'm tired of movies."
"I realize I am being a very poor father," Mr. Nichols acknowledged, reaching over to squeeze her hand. "You might come back to the office with me."
"I'd like that," Penny said instantly.