“You told him all about it I suppose?” Penny asked with a moan.
“Yes, he was tremendously impressed. Why, what is the matter? Do you have a pain somewhere?”
“Several of them,” said Penny. “Go on. What did Mr. Jasko say?”
“Not much of anything. He just listened. Shouldn’t I have told him?”
“I am sorry you did, but it can’t be helped now. Mr. Jasko doesn’t like to have his granddaughter ski or take any part in winter sports.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that. Then I did let the cat out of the bag. I thought he acted rather peculiar.”
“He was bound to have found out about it sooner or later,” Penny sighed. With a quick change of mood she inquired: “What’s doing down at the hotel? Any excitement?”
“Everything is about as usual. I’ve sold two fur coats. Don’t you think you might be interested in one yourself?”
“I would be interested but my pocketbook wouldn’t.”
“These coats are a marvelous bargain,” Miss Miller declared. “Why don’t you at least look at them and try one on. Come down to the hotel with me now and I’ll arrange for you to meet my employer.”