Blyton Enid - Mystery #03 The Mystery of the Secret Room

Mystery #03 The Mystery of the Secret Room

Home from School

You do them nicely, Pip, said Bets, looking over his shoulder. I wish I could keep inside the lines like you do.

Youre only little yet, said Pip, beginning to paint red berries on his card.

Well, Ive had another birthday, and Im nine now, said Bets. Im getting bigger. Youre still twelve, Pip, so Im only three years behind you now.

When are the others coming? asked Pip, looking at the clock. I told them to come early. Its fun to do our Christmas presents together.

Bets went to the window of their big playroom. Here come Larry and Daisy, she said. Oh, Pip, isnt it fun to be altogether again?

Bets didnt go to boarding-school as the others did, and she often felt lonely in term-time, when her brother Pip was away, and their three friends, Larry and Daisy Daykin, and Fatty Trotteville.

But now it was Christmas holidays and they were all home. Bets felt very happy. She had her brother again, and Christmas was coming - and darling Buster, Fattys dog, would come to see her every single day.

Larry and Daisy came up the stairs to the playroom. Hallo! said Larry. Finished your cards yet? Ive still got three to do, and Daisys got a present to finish. We brought them along.

Good, said Pip, putting his paintbrush into his mouth to give it a nice point. Theres plenty of room at the table. Fattys not here yet.

A loud barking outside sent Bets to the window again. Its Buster - and Fatty, she said. Oh, good! Fatty looks plumper than ever!

In half a minute Fatty and Buster were in the playroom, Fatty looking very sleek and pleased with himself, and Buster bursting with excitement. He flew at everyone and licked them thoroughly.

Hallo, Buster dear! said Bets. Oh, Fatty, Busters got thin and youve got fat.

Well, Fatty wont be any thinner after Christmas, said Larry, settling down at the table. Brought some cards to finish, Fatty? Ive just about worked down my list.

Larry and Daisy were brother and sister. Fatty was an only child, always rather pleased with himself, and Buster was his faithful companion. The five and Buster were firm friends.

Fatty put down a fat book on the table, and a very fine Christmas card, which he had done himself. Bets pounced on it at once.

Fatty! What a beauty! Surely you didnt do this yourself? Gracious, its as good as any you can find in a shop.

Oh, well, said Fatty, looking pleased, Im not bad at art, you know. I was top again this term, and the art master said -

Shut up, said Pip, Larry and Daisy together. Fatty did so love to boast about his cleverness. They wouldnt let him if they could help it.

All right, all right, said Fatty, looking injured. Always biting my head off! Ive a good mind not to tell you who the card is for?

For your flattering art master, I suppose, said Pip, painting a holly leaf carefully.

Fatty kept silence. Bets looked at him. Tell me who its for, she said. I want to know. I think its lovely.

Well, as a matter of fact, I meant this card and this book to go to a friend of ours from all of us! said Fatty. But seeing that only Bets admires the card, Ill just send it from myself.

The others looked up. Whos it for then? asked Daisy. She picked it up. Its jolly good. Are these five children meant to be us? And is this Buster?

Yes, said Fatty. Cant you guess who the card is for? Its for Inspector Jenks.

Oh! What a good idea! said Bets. Is the book for him, too? What is it?

She picked it up and opened it. It was a book about fishing.

Thats a fine idea, Fatty, said Larry. The Inspector is mad on fishing. Hell be thrilled with the book and the card. Do send them from all of us. Theyre fine.

I meant to, said Fatty. We can share the price of the book between us, and we can each write our name on the card. See what Ive put inside it.

He flicked it open, and the children bent to see what he had printed there, in beautiful, neat letters:

BEST CHRISTMAS WISHES FROM THE FIVE FIND-OUTERS

- AND DOG.

Thats fine, said Pip. Golly, weve had some fun, havent we, being the Find-Outers? I hope well have some more mysteries to solve.

Weve solved the Mystery of the Burnt Cottage and the Mystery of the Disappearing Cat, said Daisy. I wonder what our next mystery will be. Do you think we shall have a mystery these hols?

Shouldnt be surprised, said Fatty. Any one seen old Clear-Orf yet?

Clear-Orf was the village policeman Mr. Goon, detested by the children. He in turn detested them, especially as twice they had managed to solve problems before he himself had.

No one had seen Mr. Goon. Nobody particularly wanted to. He was not an amiable person at all, with his fat red face and bulging frog-eyes.

Wed better all sign this card, said Fatty, producing a very fine fountain pen. Fatty always had the best of everything, and far too much pocket-money. However, he was always willing to share this, so nobody minded.

Eldest first, said Fatty, so Larry took the pen. He was thirteen. He signed his name neatly, Laurence Daykin.