“I am sure of it, Mrs. Weems. I refer to strangers.”
“I’ll be careful,” the housekeeper promised. “No one ever will get that money away from me once I have it!”
Penny helped with the dishes, and then as her father was leaving the house, asked him if she might have the two theatre tickets.
“Since Mrs. Weems doesn’t care to go, I’ll invite Louise,” she explained.
Mr. Parker gave her the tickets. Making certain that the housekeeper was upstairs, he spoke in a low tone.
“Penny, Mrs. Weems is serious about leaving us. You must try to dissuade her.”
“What can I do, Dad?”
“Well, you usually have a few ideas in the old filing cabinet. Can’t you think of something?”
“I’ll do my best,” Penny said with a twinkle. “We can’t let an inheritance take Mrs. Weems from us, that’s certain.”
After her father had gone, Penny telephoned Louise, agreeing to meet her chum at the entrance of the Rialto. Arriving a few minutes early, she idly watched various cars unloading their passengers at the theatre.