“I believe in fighting the Enemy on his own territory,” she explained elaborately. “Mrs. Deline will bear watching. I intend to devote all my waking hours to the cause.”
“So Jerry has nothing to do with it?”
“Jerry?”
“You wouldn’t want to move to the hotel so you’d see more of him?”
“What an idea!” Penny scoffed. “Whoever thought of such a thing!”
“You did or I’m no mind reader.”
“Well, it may have crossed my mind,” Penny acknowledged with a giggle. “In fact, I can see quite a few advantages to hotel life. With luck we’ll yet make something of this vacation!”
CHAPTER
17
VISITORS NOT PERMITTED
Penny stood before the mirror in the hotel room and struggled to coax a little curl into her damp hair. She and Louise had spent two hours splashing in the surf that morning. The salt water had tightened their skins and produced discouraging results with their tresses.
“This place does have it over a forest camp,” Penny said, gazing about the comfortably furnished room she shared with Louise. Her father’s room was three doors down the hall. “A shower bath, no meals to cook, no dishes to wash, and the sea at one’s elbow.”