Secret Seven Adventure
Enid Blyton
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(, March 17, 1950)
Secret Seven Vol.02– Secret Seven Adventure– Enid BlytonOne.A Secret Seven meeting.THE Secret Seven Society was having its usual weekly meeting. Its meeting place was downin the old shed at the bottom of the garden belonging to Peter and Janet. On the doorwere the letters S.S. painted in green.Peter and Janet were in the shed, waiting. Janet was squeezing lemons into a big jug,making lemonade for the meeting. On a plate lay seven ginger biscuits and one big dogbiscuit.That was for Scamper, their golden spaniel. He sat with his eyes on the plate, as if hewas afraid his biscuit might jump off and disappear!“Here come the others,” said Peter, looking out of the window. “Yes—Colin—George—Barbara—Pam and Jack. And you and I make the Seven.”“Woof,” said Scamper, feeling left out.“Sorry, Scamper,” said Peter. “But you're not a member—just a hanger-on—but a verynice one!”Bang! Somebody knocked at the door.“Password, please,” called Peter. He never unlocked the door until the person outsidesaid the password.“Rabbits!” said Colin, and Peter unlocked the door. “Rabbits!” said Jack, and “Rabbits,”said the others in turn. That was the very latest password. The Secret Seven alteredthe word every week, just in case anyone should get to hear of it.Peter looked at everyone keenly as they came in and sat down. “Where's your badge,Jack?” he asked.Jack looked uncomfortable. “I'm awfully sorry,” he said, “but I think Susie's got it. Ihid it in my drawer, and it was gone when I looked for it this morning. Susie's anawful pest when she likes.”Susie was Jack's sister. She badly wantedto belong to the Society, but as Jack kept patiently pointing out, as long as therewere Seven in the Secret Seven, there couldn't possibly be any more.“Susie wants smacking,” said Peter. “You'll have to get back the badge somehow, Jack,and then in future don't hide it in a drawer or anywhere, but pin it on to your pyjamasat night and wear it. Then Susie can't get it.”“Right,” said Jack. He looked round to see if everyone else was wearing a badge. Yes—each member had a little round button with the letters S.S. neatly worked on it. Hefelt very annoyed with Susie.“Has anyone anything exciting to report?” asked Peter, handing round the sevenginger biscuits. He tossed Scamper the big dog biscuit, and the spaniel caught itdeftly in his mouth. Soon everyone was crunching and munching.Nobody had anything to report at all. Barbara looked at Peter.“This is the fourth week we've had nothing to report, and nothing