Clue of the Silken Ladder

Excerpt

CHAPTER
1
DOUBLE TROUBLE

“Now I ask you, Lou, what have I done to deserve such a fate?”

Jerking a yellow card from beneath the windshield of the shiny new maroon-colored sedan, Penny Parker turned flashing blue eyes upon her companion, Louise Sidell.

“Well, Penny,” responded her chum dryly, “in Riverview persons who park their cars beside fire hydrants usually expect to get parking tickets.”

“But we were only inside the drugstore five minutes. Wouldn’t you think a policeman could find something else to do?”

“Oh, the ticket won’t cost you more than five or ten dollars,” teased Louise wickedly. “Your father should pay it.”

“He should but he won’t,” Penny answered gloomily. “Dad expects his one and only daughter to assume her own car expense. I ask you, what’s the good of having a weekly allowance when you never get to use it yourself?”

“You are in a mood today. Why, I think you’re lucky to have a grand new car.”

Louise’s glance caressed the highly polished chrome plate, the sleek, streamlined body which shone in the sunlight. The automobile had been presented to Penny by her father, Anthony Parker, largely in gratitude because she had saved his newspaper, The Riverview Star, from a disastrous law suit.

“Yes, I am lucky,” Penny agreed without enthusiasm. “All the same, I’m lonesome for my old coupe, Leaping Lena. I wish I could have kept her. She was traded in on this model.”

“What would you do with that old wreck now, Penny? Nearly every time we went around a corner it broke down.”

“All the same, we had marvelous times with her. This car takes twice as much gasoline. Another thing, all the policemen knew Lena. They never gave her a ticket for anything.”

Penny sighed deeply. Pocketing the yellow card, she squeezed behind the steering wheel.

“By the way, whatever became of Lena?” Louise asked curiously, slamming the car door. She glanced sharply at Penny.

“Oh, she’s changed hands twice. Now she’s at Jake Harriman’s lot, advertised for fifty dollars. Want to drive past there?”

“Not particularly. But I’ll do it for your sake, pet.”

As the car started toward the Harriman Car Lot, Louise stole an amused glance at her chum. Penny was not unattractive, even when submerged in gloom. Upon the slightest provocation, her blue eyes sparkled; her smile when she chose to turn it on, would melt a man of stone. She dressed carelessly, brushed a mop of curly, golden hair only if it suited her fancy, yet somehow achieved an appearance envied by her friends.

The automobile drew up at the curb.

“There’s Lena.” Penny pointed to an ancient blue coupe with battered fenders which stood on the crowded second-hand lot. A For Sale sign on the windshield informed the public that the auto might be bought for forty dollars.

“Lena’s value seems to have dropped ten dollars,” commented Louise. “My, I had forgotten how wrecky the old thing looks!”

“Don’t speak of her so disrespectfully, Lou....