“As a means of annoying me,” nodded Mrs. Downey grimly. “It would be in line with their tactics. But what can I do?”
“I don’t know,” admitted Penny. She pulled off her heavy boots and set them where they would dry. “We haven’t any proof they’re doing anything like that. It’s only my idea.”
The door opened and Jake came into the kitchen. He dropped an armload of wood behind the range.
“I started work on the bob-sled run this afternoon,” he remarked to Mrs. Downey. “Got a crew of boys coming first thing tomorrow. We ought to have her fixed up by noon.”
“And the sleds?”
“They seem to be in good condition, but I’ll check everything.”
After the workman had gone, Penny glanced questioningly at Mrs. Downey.
“Have you decided to use the run after all?”
“Yes, I started thinking about it after we talked together. We do need more entertainment here at the lodge. After you left I ordered Jake to start work on the track. But I still am in need of experienced drivers for the sled.”
“You spoke of Sara.”