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Show - 153 - when this was all going on. Has he left a fortune? His eyes shifted from Tom to the girls. If there is any money involved, I demand my share do you hear! His voice rose from a low growl to a high pitch. He owed it to me, do you understand?" Tom interrupted his tirade and said in a sharp voice. "Hold on there. Watch yourself! There is no money whatsoever involved. If you cannot give us any information about Dirk, we'll leave." He turned to Penny and Vicky and said. "You'll get nothing further from him. We'd better go." Penny nodded in agreement anc1 turned to walk out of the door. "Wait, don't go," There was almost a pleading in his voice. MacCarthy's right when he says that I don't know anything about Dirk Vallone. I never saw or heard from him after the girl was murdered. You'll come again, and bring some food, won't you?" Penny turned to him- and said. "Thank you, Mr. Delgado, for your time. Don't worry, I'll send Tom every once in a while with some baskets of food, that I promise you. Goodbye." When they were walking up the sandy embankment to the car, Vicky turned to her sister and said. "Now, will you stop. I've had enough. Tom and Maddie and myself, as well, have implicated ourselves enough. You must stop this." Then she looked closely at Penny and softly said. "Don't feel bad, Pen. Something will come up, I'm sure." Penny drew a long quivering breath and almost started to cry. She had been so positive that Delgado would shed some light on this terrible mystery that plagued her. The trip had turned out to be a wild goose chase after all. The disappointment wasalmost more than she could bear, but then she rationalized that Tom had warned her. With another sigh of resignation she lifted her head up straight and continued walking towards the car. "Miss Vicky, don't be too harsh on your sister. This is something that she must settle." He turned to Penny and said. "Don't worry, some- |
