“Why not, pray?”
“Well, it sounds rather silly.”
“Oh, so I’m silly, am I?”
“I didn’t say that, Elda. I said the idea of a shadow on the skylight struck me that way. Of course, if you want to be teased about it, why tell everyone.”
“At least I didn’t make a mess of an important story,” Elda retorted, tossing her head.
“Elda, why do you dislike me?” Penny demanded suddenly.
The question was so unexpected that it threw the girl off guard. “Did I say I did?” she countered.
“It’s obvious that you do.”
“I’ll tell you what I dislike,” Elda said sharply. “The rest of us here have to work for our promotions. You’ll get yours without even turning a hair—just because you’re Mr. Parker’s one and only daughter.”
“But that’s not true, Elda. I’m expected to earn my way the same as you. I’m working at a beginner’s salary.”