Volume 1, No. 1

Pennington's Dance / Russell... 21

"Carly you're coming with me and that's that. Between us we can make him uncomfortable enough to turn around and go home. The silly fool. Come on. now"
As the two made their way down the passageway, with Nora dragging Carly by the arm, Mr. Pennington could hear them from the other side of the door.
"Oh good she's in. But I wonder what I got her away from. She took a fierce long time to answer the door. I hope she wasn't in the bath or in bed." Thought Pennington as he straightened his shoulders and pushed his glasses up farther on his nose again, pulling his hanky out of his pocket and wiping his forehead with it.
"Oh hello Nora. These are for you." Blurted Pennington when Nora had opened the door.
"A hanky Mr. Pennington?"
"Oh. Oh sorry I meant to give you these." Said a red-faced Mr. Pennington.