“I just about gave you up,” he complained. “It’s time for us to get back to the office or our news won’t be news. The wedding is definitely off?”
“Yes, Atherwald can’t be found.”
“We’ll stop at a drug store and telephone,” Salt said, pulling her toward the car. “Learn anything more after I left?”
“Well, I found a wedding ring and was nearly chewed up by an alligator,” laughed Penny. “It seemed rather interesting at the time.”
The photographer gave her a queer look as he started the automobile.
“Imagination and journalism never mix,” he said.
“Does this look like imagination?” Penny countered, showing him the plain band ring.
“Where did you find it?”
“Beside a lily pond in the forbidden part of the estate. I feel certain it must have been dropped by Grant Atherwald.”
“Thrown away?”