“I’ll have to give you a dollar on account and pay the remainder next week,” said Penny. “Or would you rather keep the car as a deposit?”
“Give me the dollar,” said the garage man hastily.
Penny became even more depressed as she drove the automobile home. Not for the world would she openly admit that she had made a mistake in repurchasing Lena. Secretly she acknowledged that two cars were an unbearable financial drain upon slender resources.
Turning into her own street, Penny saw Mrs. Weems walking toward home, and stopped for her.
“I’ve just come from the Hodges’,” the housekeeper commented, climbing into the car.
“You have?” inquired Penny eagerly. “Did you learn anything?”
“No, I didn’t. Mr. Gepper seemed very unwilling to conduct another séance. He acted so different this time—almost as if he bore me a personal grudge.”
“He’s probably provoked because your inheritance eluded him.”
“He did tell Mrs. Hodges that he doubted I had any money,” Mrs. Weems responded.
“What happened at the séance?”