“I do. He was rather nice. I wonder what he plans to do with the Press building and its equipment.”
“Hold it for speculation, I assume. In my opinion he’ll have it empty for a long while.”
“I rather doubt it,” said Penny. “He has a prospective tenant now, only he doesn’t know it.”
“Indeed? Who?”
“You’re looking at her.”
“You!” Mr. Parker smiled broadly.
“I have it all planned,” announced Penny with quiet finality. “What this town needs is a good, live newspaper, and an imaginative editor to run it.”
“Oh, I see.” With difficulty Mr. Parker kept his face composed. “And where do you propose to start your newspaper? In the old Press building?”
“You took the words out of my mouth, Dad. Everything is there, awaiting the touch of my magic wand.”
“There’s a little matter of rent. Several thousand a month.”