Edging away from Tillie who would have detained them indefinitely, the girls crossed the gangplank to shore.
“You were generous to give a stranger five dollars, Penny,” commented Louise when they were beyond hearing.
“Oh, she needed it.”
“Your allowance money, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, but I couldn’t allow the girl to go hungry or sleep in the park.”
“No, I suppose not,” replied Louise.
Penny paused, scanning the crowd on the dock. Her father, Anthony Parker, had promised to meet the excursion boat, but there was no sign of him or his car.
“Dad must have been detained at the newspaper office,” she remarked. “I suppose we must wait here until he comes.”
Removing themselves from the stream of traffic, the girls walked a short distance along the dock, halting beside a warehouse. The throng rapidly dispersed, and still Mr. Parker did not arrive.
“I hope we haven’t missed him,” Penny remarked anxiously. “In this fog one can’t see many yards.”