Quotes from Carolyn Keene

The slightest mistake will mean detection!" Nancy thought, her heart pounding. Waiting for the right moment, she suddenly slipped out among the white-robed figures and instantly began waving her arms and making grotesque motions.

Nancy scanned the buildings and found that this one was the largest on the street. It was

Dad, that's wonderful!" Nancy exclaimed. "I hope we hear something soon." Her father chuckled. "When you were a little girl, Nancy, you were always eager to have things happen. I used to say to you, 'Hold your horses!' Now I'm saying it again. Don't get your hopes up too high." Nancy laughed. "Spoken like a lawyer," she teased, and then said good-by.

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HURRY, Nancy!" Hannah Gruen called anxiously. The Drews' housekeeper held the front door open as jagged lightning cut the sky. Nancy raced madly toward the door, her reddish-blond hair flying in the wind. "Made it!" she gasped, laughing, as great drops of rain pelted the driveway.

Nancy and Helen said good-by and paddled off upstream. The Angus River, a tributary of the Muskoka, was banked on either side with dense shrubbery, willow trees, and wild flowers. "We're almost to Benton," Nancy said. "The old inn should be just beyond the next bend.

Those river boats saw lots of good times, I guess," Nancy remarked. Afterward, the two ate dinner in a river steamer anchored nearby. It was furnished elegantly in nineteenth-century style. "Um! It's delicious," said Julie Anne, biting into a broiled, freshly caught fish topped with buttered almonds.

When the craft had been airborne about an hour, Nancy became fascinated by the unusual river country landscape. It was like a wide peninsula with a river on each side. To their right lay the wide brown Mississippi and ahead on the left they could see the bluish water of the Ohio.

CHAPTER I The Rescue NANCY DREW, an attractive girl of eighteen, was driving home along a country road in her new, dark-blue convertible.

MEET ME AT AIRPORT TOMORROW MORNING AT SEVEN. JEWELRY IN BRASS CHEST EXAMINED. WE MUST LOCATE OWNER.

He was glad of an excuse to walk in the moonlight with Nancy. As they followed the road that wound in and out along the river, Ned felt only the romance of the evening. But Nancy's thoughts kept reverting to the mystery. It was an eerie night. Now and then clouds would obscure the moon, causing grotesque shadows to flicker across their path.

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When they reached the ranch, Dave parked the truck at the stable. The girls heard laughter coming from the corral and saw Tex Britten perched on the fence. Bess was mounted on a brown quarter horse and holding a coiled lariat. "Watch me!" she called. "I'm learning to rope a steer." Nancy and George walked over and saw Bud Moore put his hands on his head like horns and prance in front of Bess's horse. "Come on and rope me, pardner!" he said.

On one side of the road was an attractive white arched arbor at the entrance to the grounds. Fields of flowers, shrubs, and a nursery of trees lined either side. A neatly painted sign on the arbor read: Jardin des Fleurs Juliette Fleur, Prop.

The following afternoon the two arrived at the carnival grounds. They mingled with the crowd, enjoying the various amusements. Finally Ned bought tickets for the roller coaster. As the car dashed madly down each incline, Nancy held her breath and clung to Ned. He enjoyed this so much that he suggested a second ride.

Nancy and Ned

With Nancy in the lead, the riders cut across the big meadow at a gallop and started up the mountain trail. Nancy followed Aunt Bet's map, and after a long, hot climb, the girls sighted a group of weather-beaten frame buildings clinging to the slope above. As they rode into the streets of the ghost town they were struck by the silence and the bleached look of the sagging buildings. In front of a dilapidated hotel they dismounted and tied their horses to an old hitching rail.

Nancy zipped across the street and into a photocopy shop. "Hi. I want you to blow something up," she said to the clerk. "This is a copy shop, not a terrorist headquarters," said the young man behind the counter. Then he laughed with his entire thin body. "I never get tired of that joke," he said.

When the three girls stepped outside, Nancy took a deep breath of air. She loved the earthy smell of the forests surrounding the lake resort, particularly the scent of the tall pines. "What a day!" she exclaimed. Only a few fleecy white clouds broke the clear blue sky.

Every time I think we're on to something meaningful, it dissolves into nothing.

Five minutes later Nancy pulled into the double garage and hurried across the lawn to the kitchen door of the Drews' large red-brick house. The building stood well back from the street, and was surrounded by tall, beautiful trees.

The two women watched Judy intently as they introduced themselves as Edna and Mary Turner, great-aunts of the little girl.

Balancing herself against the last chimney, Nancy surveyed the countryside around her. What a beautiful and picturesque panorama it was, she thought! Not far away was a lazy little river, whose waters sparkled in the sunlight. The surrounding fields were green and sprinkled with patches of white daisies

When the meal was finished and the dishes had been put in the washer, Mr. Drew and Nancy went to his study, a comfortable room with book-lined shelves, deep-seated leather chairs, and a wide, highly polished mahogany desk. Nancy sat down in a yellow club chair, then said eagerly, "Come on, Dad, don't hold out on me any longer about this case of yours.