“This is in a good cause, Lou. I am protecting Mrs. Weems from her own folly.”
“What will you do with the money?”
“Deposit it in a bank.”
“You are taking matters into your hands with a vengeance! Suppose you’re robbed on the way downtown?”
“That would complicate my life. Upon second thought, I’ll send for an armored truck.”
To Louise’s amazement, Penny actually carried through her plan. A heavily guarded express truck presently drew up before the Parker residence, and Mrs. Weems’ money was turned over to the two armed men who promised that it would be delivered safely to the First National Bank.
“There, that’s a load off my mind,” said Penny. “Just let Al Gepper try to steal Mrs. Weems’ money now!”
Louise shook her head sadly. “You may be accused of stealing yourself. I wouldn’t be in your slippers when Mrs. Weems learns about this.”
“Oh, I’ll be able to explain,” laughed Penny.
The joke she had played did not seem quite so funny an hour later. Mrs. Weems returned home and without comment recovered the key which had been replaced on the lavatory floor. She did not open her desk or mention the money.