By Carolyn Keene
One other fascinating secret starts off for the younger detective while her buddies Bess and George ask her to enquire a rumor that their filthy rich great-granduncle, Asa Sidney, is almost a prisoner in his personal mansion. yet fixing the secret and befriending Carol Wipple, the sixteen-year-old foster daughter of the caretakers of the outdated mansion, approximately expenditures Nancy the friendship of Bess and George. It takes all of Nancy's sleuthing skill in addition to international relations to save lots of it.Nancy braves one possibility after one other to convey to justice the swindlers who're stealing Asa Sidney’s fortune. With simply the signal of the twisted candles to lead her, Nancy uncovers hidden treasure and an grand letter that ends a kin feud and brings unforeseen happiness to Carol.
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Her feet came across a foothold, and he or she used to be quickly stepping over the sting of the porch roof. certain, there has been the ladder! It used to be sluggish paintings to deal with the ladder with no creating a sound, yet Nancy controlled to relaxation the head rung slightly below the sill of the tower window. She conscientiously fixed the rungs. The ladder gave a sickening lurch as she got here with reference to the pinnacle. Nancy reached up and clung to the sill. She didn't dare glance downward for worry of wasting her stability. With such a lot of her weight supported through her palms Nancy endured her climb. steps extra, and she or he was once in a position to placed her forearm at the sill and curl her arms round the iron peg that after had held shutters. carefully Nancy raised her head until eventually either eyes have been on a degree with the window body. Nancy may well listen the low rumble of a masculine voice! Frank Jemitt’s! Taking limitless pains to hold her stability, she thrust her hands lower than the sting of the window. Nancy was once rewarded because the sash moved upward part an inch, an inch, and another part inch. Then the body gave a tiny squeak and looked as if it would stick. For one breathless second Nancy ducked her head and waited to determine if somebody got here to the window to enquire. To her reduction, the voice droned on with no interruption. Nancy back dared to elevate her eyes to the extent of the sill. the material had obviously been mounted to the internal body, to not the sash, as the hole she had made by means of elevating the window was once nonetheless coated. even supposing Nancy couldn't see contained in the tower room, she might pay attention it seems that what Frank Jemitt was once announcing: “—you and that Drew woman spent loads of time up the following. I’m definite you recognize the place the papers i need are hidden. Don’t sniffle. the place are they? ” No resolution. Jemitt went on, “And there are hidden treasures during this room. If you’ll let us know the place the stuff is, you’ll get your proportion. should you don’t, then you definately obtained to be harm till you do. ” “I’ve informed you I don’t know,” a weepy-voiced woman responded. Carol! the comfort Nancy felt at having situated her good friend used to be immediately dispelled by way of Jemitt’s subsequent risk. “I’ll offer you one minute extra to inform, after which you’ll get a style of this whip! ” Mrs. Jemitt extra her personal danger. “What’s extra, in the event you won’t let us know, we’ll get Nancy Drew as effortless as we acquired you. We’ll set a seize for her simply because we’ll make you cell her to come back to work out you secretly. then you definitely can watch us strength her to inform! ” “Oh, please don’t,” Carol begged. “I’ll do whatever for you, yet don’t damage Nancy. ” “Time’s up! ” Mrs. Jemitt stated. Nancy, shaken with horror, lifted the fabric that hung over the window. She peered in on an odd drama. Carol, her new costume rumpled and her hair in disarray, stood leaning opposed to the previous desk-table with the key drawer, now not 3 ft from Nancy. Her face was once grew to become in profile as she stared at Frank Jemitt. His spouse stood with palms folded, an evil smile on her face, whereas he slowly rolled up his sleeves. Then he picked up a thick willow reed. “Open the closet, Emma,” he acknowledged. “We’ll stick this woman in there while we’re via together with her. ” Mrs.