“They’ve both disappeared now,” Jerry commented, moving to the river bank. “Wonder how the row started anyway?”
“Fenestra has been threatened,” revealed Penny. “Yesterday Anchor Joe left a drawing of an octopus on his doorstep.”
“What was the idea?”
“It must have been intended as a warning of some sort. Anchor Joe, and other men, too, keep watch of the house.”
“How did you learn that, Penny?”
“I’ve made observations. Besides, Tillie Fellows, who worked there, told me what she had seen. Fenestra is afraid for his life.”
“Maybe it was Anchor Joe who attacked him tonight.”
“It may have been. I wish we could have seen those men at close range.”
Penny walked on to the clearing where the pair had fought. Grass had been beaten down over a large area, indicating that the struggle had not been a brief one. A shiny object gleamed in the moonlight. Penny picked it up, then called softly to Jerry who had remained by the river bank.
“What is it?” he asked, coming quickly to her side.