“Horney,” she questioned, “did you ever try to frighten me away from this building?”
“Oh, no, Miss,” he replied. “Once I tiptoed up to your office. When I saw you were working there, I slipped down to the basement again.”
“Did you ever place a note on my desk?”
“I never did.”
Penny was satisfied that Horney had told the truth. Yet if he were not the culprit she was unable to guess who had warned her to abandon the plant.
“Horney, I’ve decided that we need a watchman around this place,” she said abruptly. “If you want the job, it’s yours.”
“You’re not turning me out?”
“No, you may stay. I can’t promise much of a salary, but at least you’ll have a place to sleep and enough food.”
“You’re mighty kind,” Horney mumbled gratefully. “Mighty kind.” He hesitated and then added: “I promise you won’t be sorry you did it, Miss. Maybe you’ll find I can be of some real use around this plant. I’m at your service and what’s more, I’m for you one hundred per cent.”