“I haven’t any friends—not in Riverview.”
“None?” Penny asked in surprise. “Don’t you live here?”
“No,” answered the girl. “I’ve been working as a waitress at Flintville, up-river. The job played out last week. Today I took this boat, thinking I might find work in Riverview. Now I’ve lost my purse and I don’t know what to do or where to go.”
“Haven’t you any money?” inquired Penny.
“Not a cent. I—I guess I’ll have to sleep in the park tonight.”
“No, you won’t,” declared Penny. Impulsively, she opened her own purse and, removing a five dollar bill, thrust it into the girl’s hand. “This isn’t much, but it may tide you over until you can find work.”
“Oh, you’re kind to help me. I’ll pay you back just as soon as I get a job.”
“Don’t worry about that,” replied Penny. “However, I should like to know your name.”
“Tillie Fellows.”
“Mine is Penelope Parker and my friend is Louise Sidell. Well, good luck in finding that job.”