“You startled me, Penny!” she exclaimed. “I do wish you would give more warning before you descend upon one.”
“Sorry,” apologized Penny, glancing curiously toward the desk. “Oh, I see!”
“You see what?” demanded the housekeeper.
“Six thousand dollars reposing in a desk drawer!”
Mrs. Weems’ look of consternation betrayed her. She glanced at the locked drawer, and then laughed.
“For an instant I thought you actually could see the money, Penny.”
“Then my guess was right?”
“I keep the money in the drawer,” Mrs. Weems admitted.
Penny sat down on the edge of the bed, drawing up her knees for a chin rest.
“Mrs. Weems, don’t you think it’s risky keeping so much money here?”