“Is this Fenestra’s writing?” Penny studied the paper with intense interest.
“Yes, it is.”
“Mrs. Weems, I’ve seen this writing before!” Penny exclaimed. “I’m almost certain of it. There’s a marked resemblance!”
“A resemblance to what, Penny?”
“Why, to a threatening note I received. I guess I never told you. Someone left a message on my desk at the newspaper office, warning me to give up my paper.”
“And you think Peter Fenestra left it there?” inquired the housekeeper, smiling.
“This looks like the same writing.”
“Probably you are mistaken, Penny. Why should he have any interest in your paper?”
“He came to the office one day, questioning me about a story I ran concerning John Munn. I shall keep this and compare it with the note.”
Carefully folding the paper, Penny slipped it into her dress pocket. Mrs. Weems had finished making the bed and was ready to leave.