CHAPTER
2
THE RIVER’S VICTIM
Penny stared at the curious array of objects found in the discarded bundle. Unquestionably, they had been worn by the mysterious young woman observed aboard the Goodtime. However, she was not certain she agreed with Louise that the girl or her escort had robbed Tillie Fellows.
“I never heard of a professional pickpocket bothering with a disguise,” she said doubtfully.
“Why else would the girl wear one?”
“I haven’t an idea,” admitted Penny. “Everything about it is queer. For instance, what became of her escort after the steamer docked? And who was that other young man in the gray car?”
“He appeared to be fairly well-to-do.”
“Yes, he did. For that matter, the girl was elegantly dressed.”
Louise kicked at the bundle with her foot. “What shall we do with these things? Toss them away?”
“Indeed, not!” Penny carefully rewrapped the wig, jacket, and other articles in the crumpled newspaper. “I shall take them home with me. One never knows what may develop.”
Before Louise could inquire the meaning of her chum’s remark, a taxi drew up nearby. The door swung open and out leaped a lean young man in a well-tailored blue suit and snap-brim hat.