“Yes?”
“What does that escaped prisoner look like?”
“Oh, I can’t describe him. I have a photograph in my brief case. Why do you ask?”
“Maybe I’ve seen him.”
“Where?” Jerry could not hide a smile.
“Why at our camp in the woods!” Excitedly Penny told of the bearded stranger who had robbed the Parker stores of food and clothing. Her description of the man was so vague that Jerry could make little of it.
“I’m afraid your thief isn’t the man we’re after,” he said kindly. “After I get to a hotel and open my luggage, I’ll show you his picture.”
“And will you let me help you trail him?”
“Oh, sure,” Jerry answered, only half meaning it. “By the way, drive me to the Crystal Inn. I have a reservation there.”
Penny’s face fell.