“I was afraid when you telephoned that something had gone wrong here.”
“No,” confessed the housekeeper, “I was merely lonesome for news. Is everything going well at home?”
“Oh, yes, we’re getting along fine.”
“I hope you remembered to bring in the milk. And you didn’t neglect the dusting?”
Penny smiled ruefully.
“I might have known you would let everything go,” sighed Mrs. Weems. “No doubt it’s my duty to remain here, but I feel I should be at home.”
“Anchor Joe needs you, Mrs. Weems. Has he talked very much?”
“Not a great deal. He ate a hearty lunch and seems in no pain.”
“Did you see his back, Mrs. Weems?”
“Yes, the cut was an ugly one. The doctor changed the dressing while he was here.”