“You and me both!”
“Dietz ain’t to be trusted,” the heavy-set man said and his shaggy eyebrows drew together in a scowl. “He’s thinking first and last of his own skin. We’ve got to watch him.”
“And the girl, too. She’s a dumb one and plenty apt to talk if the going gets rough.”
Penny lost the remainder of the conversation as Jerry spoke to her.
“We couldn’t have picked a worse place,” he complained. “Look at all the breakfast egg on the tablecloth. I’m in favor of walking out even now.”
“I’m not,” replied Penny.
“Say, what’s got into you anyway?” Jerry demanded. “You’re acting mighty funny.”
“Notice those two men at the last table,” she indicated.
“What about them?”
“See that heavy-set fellow with the tattooed anchor on his arm? Well, I’m satisfied he is the same boatman who cruised near the Kippenberg estate yesterday afternoon.”