Part 11
Penny hurried to a typewriter. The lead, telling of Mr. Rhett's return, Potts' arrest and recovery of the stolen bonds, almost wrote itself. Keeping her own part and Jerry's entirely out of the story, she wrote smoothly and with speed.
When she had finished half a page, she called: "Copy boy!" and ripping the sheet of paper from the typewriter gave it to him to carry to the editor's desk.
With a fresh sheet in the machine, she wrote on until she had a second "take" ready. Again she called the copy boy and, as he snatched it from her hand, rolled still another sheet into the typewriter.
At last she was on the final page and glanced over it before she typed "30" at the end. The story had been well told, written tersely in the manner DeWitt liked. With a feeling of exultation, she realized she had done a good job.
Getting to her feet, she dropped the last page into the copy basket. Earlier sheets already had been copy-read and were in the process of being set into type. Any moment now, the edition would roll and papers would be on the street.
Penny turned from the desk to see Jerry sitting with his feet propped up on one of the tables. He was gazing at her quizzically and grinning.
"Well, you did it again, Penny!" he remarked.
"We did it together," she corrected.
"With the help of our silent partner," he added lightly.
"Silent partner?"
"The hurricane. It damaged a lot of Riverview property, but on the other side of the ledger, it helped write '30' to the Rhett case."
Penny nodded as she reached for her hat and raincoat. Just then, a copy boy ran up.
"Telephone for you," he said. "It's your housekeeper, Mrs. Weems. She wants to know if you're safe."
"Safe and sound and on my way home," laughed Penny. "Tell her I've already started."
"And that she's being driven by her faithful chauffeur," chuckled Jerry, as he reached for his hat. "Which reminds me, we have a little package to deliver to the Rhetts'."
"The Zudi drum! I forgot all about it!"
"Haven't you forgotten another important matter too?" teased Jerry, escorting her through the swinging gate. "Me, for instance."
"You?"
"My reward for tonight's work. Girl reporters, even cute little numbers like you, can't snatch my bylines without paying the piper!"
"And what fee do you require?" Penny asked with pretended innocence.
"We'll go into that later," he chuckled, pinning her neatly into a shadowy corner of the vestibule. "Just now, I'll take a little kiss on deposit!"
THE END
Transcriber's Notes
--Replaced the list of books in the series by the complete list, as in the final book, "The Cry at Midnight".
--Silently corrected a handful of palpable typos.