Five Go Adventuring Again (Famous Five, Book 2)
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There's a thief at Kirrin Cottage! The Famous Five think they know who it is, but they need to prove it! Where can they find evidence? The discovery of an old map and very unusual hiding place is all they need to get to the bottom of this mystery and uncover the true culprit!
bear to think of him left out of everything, cold and miserable in the yard-kennel. When the ten minutes’ break came, and Mr. Roland went out of the room for a few minutes, Julian spoke to George. ‘George! It’s awful for us to hear poor old Tim whining out there in the cold. And I’m sure I heard him cough. Let me speak to Mr. Roland about him. You must feel simply dreadful knowing that Tim is out there.’ ‘I thought I heard him cough, too,’ said George, looking worried. ‘I hope he won’t get a
mad.’ George never told a lie, and the others always believed her, whatever she said. They stared at her, and she stared back. ‘I wonder who could have taken those pages then?’ said Julian. ‘Maybe your father will come across them, after all. I expect he put them into some safe place and then forgot all about them. And the test-tubes might easily have over-balanced and broken themselves. Some of them look very shaky to me.’ ‘I suppose I shall get into trouble now for taking Tim into the
her-e was a room facing east and with eight wooden panels. She wondered if it had a stone floor. The floor was covered with a large thick carpet. George got up and went to the wall. She pulled up the edge of the carpet there - and saw that the floor underneath was made of large flat stones. The study had a stone floor too! She sat down again and gazed at the wooden panels, trying to remember which one in the roll of linen was marked with a cross. But of course it couldn’t be a room in Kirrin
marvellous! Let’s go straight down and look!’ ‘Don’t be silly,’ said Julian. ‘Go down to the study when Uncle Quentin is there? I’d rather meet twenty lions than face Uncle! Especially after what has happened!’ ‘Well, we simply MUST find out if George’s idea is right; we simply must,’ said Dick, forgetting to whisper. ‘Shut up, idiot!’ said Julian, giving him a punch. ‘Do you want to bring the whole household up here ?’ ‘Sorry!’ said Dick. ‘But, oh golly, this is exciting. It’s an Adventure
me about a dog.’ ‘Don’t you like dogs?’ asked Julian, in surprise. ‘No,’ said Mr. Roland, shortly. ‘But I daresay your dog won’t worry me much. Hallo, hallo - so here are the little girls! How do you do ?’ George was not very pleased at being called a little girl. For one thing she hated to be spoken of as little, and for another thing she always tried to be a boy. She held out her hand to Mr. Roland and said nothing. Anne smiled at him, and Mr. Roland thought she was much the nicer of the