“The nearest house is up the beach about an eighth of a mile,” Jack informed. “Maybe we can telephone from there.”
“You two go,” Sally said casually. “I want to stay here.”
At the moment, Jack and Penny, intent only upon their mission, thought nothing about the remark. Following the paved road which made walking easy, they hastened as fast as they could.
“Jack,” Penny said, puffing to keep pace with him. “There’s something I want to ask you.”
“Shoot!”
“Why have you felt so friendly toward that crook, Glowershick?”
Jack’s eyebrows jerked upward and he gave a snort of disgust. “Whatever gave you that crazy idea?”
“Well, he came to the island, and you borrowed money from me to give him—”
“So you recognized him that day?”
“Yes,” Penny answered quietly. “You tried to hide his identity, so I said nothing more. I kept thinking you would explain.”