“Then if you do, ask him to come here and see me.”
As if the matter were completely settled, Mrs. Marborough started to reënter the house. She did not invite the girls to accompany her. However, sensing that they were puzzled by her lack of hospitality she said apologetically:
“I would invite you in only the house isn’t fixed up yet. After everything is cleaned and straightened, you both must come to tea.”
Without giving the girls an opportunity to say that they shouldn’t mind a disorderly house, she gently closed the door.
“Well, at least Mrs. Marborough didn’t slam it in our faces this time,” Penny remarked cheerfully. “Lou, we’re making progress!”
“Progress toward what?” Louise demanded.
“I’m not sure yet,” Penny laughed as they started for their car. “All the same, I have a feeling that we’re on our way!”
CHAPTER
11
JAY FRANKLIN’S TRICKERY
“Morning, Dad,” Penny greeted her father as she slid into a vacant chair at the breakfast table. “What’s news and why?”
“No news.” Mr. Parker lowered his paper, and folding it, devoted himself to a plate of bacon and eggs.