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Enid Blyton - Mystery 05 - Mystery of the Missing NecklaceMystery05—Mystery of the Missing Necklace, The—Blyton, Enid.Oh, for a Mystery!Pip and Bets sat in their garden, in the very coolest place they could find, They had on sun-suits andnothing else, for the August sun was blazing hot."A whole month of the summer hols gone already!" said Pip. "And except that we've been away to theseaside for two weeks, absolutely nothing else has happened. Most boring.""The boringest hols we've ever had," said Bets. "Not even the smell of a mystery to solve I And not evenLarry, Daisy, Fatty, or Buster to play with—they've been away at the sea for ages!"Larry and Daisy were friends of Pip and Bets, and so was Frederick—or Fatty as everyone called him.Buster was his Scottie dog, loved by all the children.The five children called themselves the Five Find-Outers and Dog, because for the last four holidays theyhad tackled curious mysteries and solved them all—much to the annoyance of the village policeman, Mr.Goon."But now it seems as if you and I, Pip, are the only Find-Outers left," said Bets. "I don't feel as if theothers will ever come back! Soon the hols will be over, you'll all be back at boarding-school again,except me, and we shan't solve any mystery at all these hols.""There are still four weeks left, so cheer up, baby!" said Pip. "And the others come back this week—andI bet old Fatty will have heaps of new disguises to tryout on us! We'll be on the look-out for him this time, though—and we jolly well won't be taken in!"Bets laughed. She remembered how Fatty had disguised himself as a French boy, and deceived them allbeautifully. And in the last holidays he had produced all kinds of disguises, which he wore with a red wigand eyebrows. There was no knowing what old Fatty would be up to next!"But this time he won't deceive us," said Pip again. "I shall be very suspicious of any peculiar-lookingstranger who tries to talk to me, or comes to call on us. I shall say to myself, 'It's you all right, Fatty,' andI shan't listen to a word!""Do you think there will be a mystery for us to solve these hols?" asked Bets. "I do so like looking forclues, and making out lists of Suspects, and crossing people off the list when we've made enquiries—andfinding the real Suspect at the end!""We've been jolly lucky so far," said Pip, sitting up and looking round for the bottle of lemonade he hadbrought out. "We've been able to solve every single mystery. We can't always be successful, though. Idon't expect even real detectives are always successful. Bets, you pig, you've finished the lemonade. Goand ask Gladys for some iced water."Bets was too lazy to move. She rolled over out of Pip's reach, and yawned loudly. "I'm bored! I want theothers to come back so that we can have games with them. I want a mystery—a really good one....