“Yes, Mademoiselle.”
“And didn’t he leave any message for us?”
“I regret that he did not,” the waiter replied. “As young ladies without escorts are not permitted at The Green Parrot, I suggest that you leave at once.”
“You may be sure we will,” said Penny. “I simply can’t understand why Jerry would go off without saying a word to us.”
The head waiter conducted the girls to the exit, bowing as he closed the door in their faces. Rather bewildered, they huddled together on the stone steps. Rain had started to fall once more and the air was unpleasantly cold.
“We certainly got out of that place in a hurry,” Louise commented. “If you ask me, it was a shabby trick for Jerry to go off and leave us. Especially when he knew we didn’t have the price of a taxi.”
“Lou,” said Penny soberly, “I don’t believe that Jerry did desert us.”
“But he disappeared! And the head waiter told us that he left.”
“Something happened to Jerry when he went to telephone—that’s certain,” replied Penny, thinking aloud.
“Then you believe he was forcibly ejected?”