“Sure I do,” he said with emphasis. “And I aim to keep my job for awhile. If you want to know anything about the Green Room ask at the desk!”
CHAPTER
7
THE GREEN DOOR
Before Penny could ask another question, the signal board flashed a summons, and the attendant slammed shut the door of the elevator. He shot the cage up to the fifth floor and did not return.
Hesitating a moment, Penny wandered over to the desk.
“How does one go about obtaining a card for the Green Room?” she inquired casually.
“You’re not a guest here?” questioned the clerk.
“No.”
“You’ll have to talk with the manager. Oh, Mr. Fergus!”
Penny had not meant to have the matter go so far, but there was no retreating. The hotel manager came out of his office, and recognizing her, smiled ingratiatingly.
“Ah, good afternoon, Miss—” He groped for her name but Penny did not supply it. “So you decided to pay us a visit after all.”