Mystery of the Spiteful Letters
Enid Blyton
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(, March 11, 2012)
Enid Blyton - Mystery 04 - Mystery of the Spiteful LettersCHAPTER ITHE EXTRAORDINARY TELEGRAMBets and Pip were waiting impatiently for Larry, Daisy and Fatty to come. Betswas on the window-seat of the play-room looking anxiously out of the window.‘I wish they’d buck up,’ she said. ‘After all, they came home fromboarding-school yesterday, and they’ve had plenty of time to come along. I dowant to know if Fatty’s got any more disguises and things.’‘I suppose you think there’ll be another first-class mystery for us to solvethese hols,’ said Pip. ‘Golly, that was a wizard one we had in the Christmashols, wasn’t it?’‘Yes,’ said Bets. ‘A bit too wizard. I wouldn’t really mind not having amystery these hols.’‘Bets! And I thought you were such a keen detective!’ said Pip. ‘Don’t youwant to be a Find-Outer any more?’‘Of course I do. Don’t be silly!’ said Bets.‘I know you don’t think I’m much use, because I’m the youngest and only nine,and you’re all in your teens now - but I did help an awful lot last time, whenwe solved the mystery of the secret room.’Pip was just about to say something squashing to his little sister when shegave a yell. ‘Here they are! At least - here are Larry and Daisy. Let’s godown and meet them.’They tore downstairs and out into the drive. Bets flung herself on the boy andgirl in delight, and Pip stood by and grinned.‘Hallo, Larry! Hallo, Daisy! Seen Fatty at all?’‘No,’ said Larry. ‘Isn’t he here? Blow! Let’s go to the gate and watch forhim. Won’t it be fun to see old Buster again too, wagging his tail andtrotting along on his short Scottie legs!’The four children went to the front gate and looked out. There was no sign ofFatty and Buster. The baker’s cart drove by. Then came a woman on a bicycle.Then up the lane plodded a most familiar figure.It was Mr. Goon the policeman, or old Clear-Orf as the children called him. Hewas going round on his beat, and was not at all pleased to see the fourchildren at Pip’s gate, watching him. Mr. Goon did not like the children, andthey certainly did not like him. There had been three mysteries to solve intheir village of Peterswood in the last year, and each time the children hadsolved them before Mr. Goon.‘Good morning,’ said Larry politely, as Mr. Goon came by.....