“Why don’t you try to reach her again?”
Mr. Parker placed an out-going call, but after ten minutes the operator reported that she was unable to contact the housekeeper.
“Mrs. Weems never would have telephoned if something unusual hadn’t happened,” Penny declared uneasily. “Perhaps, she’s injured herself.”
“You think of such unpleasant things.”
“Something dreadful must have happened,” Penny insisted. “Otherwise, why doesn’t she answer?”
“We’re only wasting time in idle speculation,” Mr. Parker said crisply. “Get your things, Penny. We’ll start home at once!”
CHAPTER
4
A TURN OF FORTUNE
Penny immediately locked her desk and gathered up hat and gloves. She was hard pressed to keep pace with her father as they hastened to the elevator.
“By the way, you have your car downstairs?” the publisher inquired absently. He seldom drove his own automobile to the office.
“What a memory you have, Dad!” chuckled Penny. “Yes, I have all two of them! Parked in the loading dock for convenience.”