“Probably because she doesn’t want folks to suspect what she is about, Lou. That may explain why she works at night and on very dark, gloomy days such as today. She doesn’t wish to be seen.”
“Mrs. Marborough searches in such obvious places,” Louise said after a moment. “If anything really is hidden it might be deep down in the well. She never will find it in that case.”
“We might help her,” Penny suggested impulsively.
“You know she would resent our interference.”
“She probably would if we tell her what we intend to do.”
Louise gazed speculatively at her chum, realizing that Penny had some plan in mind. She waited expectantly, and then as the other did not speak, inquired:
“Just what scheme are you hatching now?”
“You gave me the idea yourself,” Penny chuckled. “The logical place to search is deep down inside the well. I’m sure the water can’t be more than a few feet deep.”
“So you want me to dive in and drown myself?” Louise joked. “Thank you, but I prefer to restrict my aquatic exercise to swimming pools!”
“Remember that silk ladder I acquired when I helped police capture Al Gepper and his slippery pals?” Penny demanded, paying no heed to the teasing.