“Pine Top!” The smile left Francine’s face and her eyes roved swiftly toward the two men who sat at the opposite side of the room.
“We are to be traveling companions, I believe,” remarked Penny innocently.
Francine’s attention came back to the younger girl. Her eyes narrowed with suspicion.
“So you’re going out to Pine Top for the skiing,” she said softly.
“And you?” countered Penny.
“Oh, certainly for the skiing,” retorted Francine, mockery in her voice.
“Nice of the Record to give you a vacation.”
By this time the silver-winged transport had wheeled into position on the apron, and passengers were beginning to leave the waiting room. The two men who had attracted Penny’s attention, arose and without appearing to notice the three girls, went outside.
“You don’t deceive me one bit, Penny Parker,” said Francine with a quick change of attitude. “I know very well why you are going to Pine Top, and it’s for the same reason I am!”
“You seem to have divined all my secrets, even when I don’t know them myself,” responded Penny. “Suppose you tell me why I am going to Pine Top mountain?”