“Penny, that truck is parked at the rear of the garage now! And they’re unloading the boxes!”
Penny twisted around to see for herself. It was true that the big truck had been backed up close to the rear entrance of the garage. Through the blinding snow, she could just see Hank Biglow and Sam Burkholder carrying one of the boxes into the building.
“Well, that’s funny!” she exclaimed. “Those crates can’t contain defense machinery or materials. Otherwise Hank wouldn’t be delivering them here.”
“What crates?” inquired Salt, shifting gears.
Penny told him what had transpired in the cafe, and revealed that she and Louise had been rebuked by the policeman. Salt, occupied with driving, did not consider the incident in any way significant.
“Oh, you know how some cops are,” he commented carelessly.
The car went into a wild skid and Salt thereafter devoted his attention strictly to driving.
Without further mishap, the party arrived safely at Riverview. Louise alighted at her own home, and then Salt took Penny to the Parker residence.
“Won’t you come in for a cup of chocolate?” she invited.
“Thanks, not tonight,” Salt replied. “I’m dead tired. Think I’ll hit the hay early.”