“As an excuse for getting away?”
“Why not?”
“I can’t see any reason for going to so much unnecessary trouble,” Penny argued. “If he intended to jilt Miss Kippenberg how much easier it would have been not to come here at all.”
“Well, let’s see what we can learn,” Salt suggested.
Their interest steadily mounting, they went on toward the house and stationed themselves where they could see advantageously. It was evident by this time that the guests suspected something had gone amiss. Significant glances were exchanged, a few persons looked at their watches, and all eyes focused upon Mrs. Kippenberg who tried desperately to carry off an embarrassing situation.
Minutes passed. The crowd became increasingly restless. Finally, the usher returned and spoke quietly to Mrs. Kippenberg. They both retired to the house.
“It looks as if there will be no wedding today,” Salt declared. “Atherwald hasn’t been located.”
“I won’t dare use the story unless I’m absolutely certain of my facts,” Penny said anxiously.
“We’ll get them, never fear.”
Mrs. Kippenberg and the usher had stepped into the breakfast room. Posting Penny at the outside door, Salt followed the couple. From the hallway he could hear their conversation distinctly.