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Authors: Enid Blyton
Tags: General, Action & Adventure, Juvenile Fiction, Kidnapping, Mistaken Identity, Famous Five (Fictitious Characters)
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that we should just be nearby when this happened! The men would never, never guess there were four children and a dog watching just a few yards away.'
'Lucky for us they didn't know,' said Julian. 'They wouldn't have been at all pleased! Now come on — we've wasted enough time. Let's get back to our food. I hope Timmy hasn't eaten it all. We left it on the ground.'
Timmy hadn't eaten even a crumb. He was sitting patiently by the food, occasional y sniffing at it. Al that bread and ham and eggs waiting there and nobody to eat it!
'Good dog,' said George. 'You're very, very trustable, Timmy. You shall have a big bit of bread and ham for your reward.'
Timmy gulped it down in one mouthful, but there was no more for him to have. The others only just had enough for themselves, and ate every crumb. They rose to their feet in a very few minutes and went to get their bicycles.
'Now for Owl's Hill again,' Julian. 'And let's hope we don't come across any more queer happenings tonight. We've had quite enough.'
10 Owl's Dene on Owl's Hill
Off they went again, cycling fast in the bril iant moonlight. Even when the moon went behind a cloud it was stil light enough to ride without lights. They rode for what seemed like miles, and then came to a steep hil .
'Is this Owl's Hill?' said Anne, as they dismounted to walk up it. It was too steep to ride.
'Yes,' said Julian. 'At least, I think so — unless we've come quite wrong. But I don't think we have. Now the thing is — shal we find Owl's Dene at the top or not? And how shall we know it is Owl's Dene!'
'We could ring the bell and ask,' said Anne.
Julian laughed. That was so like Anne. 'Maybe we'll have to do that!' he said. 'But we'll scout round a bit first.'
They pushed their bicycles up the steep road. Hedges bordered each side, and fields lay beyond. There were no animals in them that the children could see — no horses, sheep or cows.
'Look!' said Anne, suddenly. 'I can see a building — at least, I'm sure I can see chimneys!'
They looked where she pointed. Yes — certainly they were chimneys — tall, brick chimneys that looked old.
'Looks like an Elizabethan mansion, with chimneys like that,' said Julian. He paused and took a good look. 'It must be a big place. We ought to come to a drive or something soon.'
They pushed on with their bicycles. Gradual y the house came into view. It was more like a mansion, and in the moonlight it looked old, rather grand and very beautiful.
'There are the gates,' said Julian, thankful y. He was tired of pushing his bicycle up the hil . 'They're shut. Hope they're not locked!'
As they drew near to the great, wrought-iron gates, they slowly opened. The children paused in surprise. Why were they opening? Not for them, that was certain!
Then they heard the sound of a car in the distance. Of course, that was what the gates were opening for. The car, however, was not coming up the hil — it was coming down the drive on the other side of the gates.
'Get out of sight, quickly,' said Julian. 'We don't want to be seen yet.'
They crouched down in the ditch with their bicycles as a car came slowly out of the open gates. Julian gave an exclamation and nudged George.
'See that? It's the black Bentley again — KMF 102!'
'How mysterious!' said George, surprised. 'What's it doing rushing about the country at night and picking up stray men! Taking them to this place too. I wonder if it is Owl's Dene.'
The car went by and disappeared round a bend in the hil . The children came out of the ditch with Timmy and their bicycles.
'Let's walk cautiously up to the gates,' said Julian. 'They're stil open. Funny how they opened when the car came. I never saw anyone by them!'
They walked boldly up to the open gates.
'Look!' said Julian, pointing up to the great brick posts from which the gates were hung.
They all looked, and exclaimed at the name shining there.
'Well! So it is Owl's Dene, after al !'
'There's the name
'Lucky for us they didn't know,' said Julian. 'They wouldn't have been at all pleased! Now come on — we've wasted enough time. Let's get back to our food. I hope Timmy hasn't eaten it all. We left it on the ground.'
Timmy hadn't eaten even a crumb. He was sitting patiently by the food, occasional y sniffing at it. Al that bread and ham and eggs waiting there and nobody to eat it!
'Good dog,' said George. 'You're very, very trustable, Timmy. You shall have a big bit of bread and ham for your reward.'
Timmy gulped it down in one mouthful, but there was no more for him to have. The others only just had enough for themselves, and ate every crumb. They rose to their feet in a very few minutes and went to get their bicycles.
'Now for Owl's Hill again,' Julian. 'And let's hope we don't come across any more queer happenings tonight. We've had quite enough.'
10 Owl's Dene on Owl's Hill
Off they went again, cycling fast in the bril iant moonlight. Even when the moon went behind a cloud it was stil light enough to ride without lights. They rode for what seemed like miles, and then came to a steep hil .
'Is this Owl's Hill?' said Anne, as they dismounted to walk up it. It was too steep to ride.
'Yes,' said Julian. 'At least, I think so — unless we've come quite wrong. But I don't think we have. Now the thing is — shal we find Owl's Dene at the top or not? And how shall we know it is Owl's Dene!'
'We could ring the bell and ask,' said Anne.
Julian laughed. That was so like Anne. 'Maybe we'll have to do that!' he said. 'But we'll scout round a bit first.'
They pushed their bicycles up the steep road. Hedges bordered each side, and fields lay beyond. There were no animals in them that the children could see — no horses, sheep or cows.
'Look!' said Anne, suddenly. 'I can see a building — at least, I'm sure I can see chimneys!'
They looked where she pointed. Yes — certainly they were chimneys — tall, brick chimneys that looked old.
'Looks like an Elizabethan mansion, with chimneys like that,' said Julian. He paused and took a good look. 'It must be a big place. We ought to come to a drive or something soon.'
They pushed on with their bicycles. Gradual y the house came into view. It was more like a mansion, and in the moonlight it looked old, rather grand and very beautiful.
'There are the gates,' said Julian, thankful y. He was tired of pushing his bicycle up the hil . 'They're shut. Hope they're not locked!'
As they drew near to the great, wrought-iron gates, they slowly opened. The children paused in surprise. Why were they opening? Not for them, that was certain!
Then they heard the sound of a car in the distance. Of course, that was what the gates were opening for. The car, however, was not coming up the hil — it was coming down the drive on the other side of the gates.
'Get out of sight, quickly,' said Julian. 'We don't want to be seen yet.'
They crouched down in the ditch with their bicycles as a car came slowly out of the open gates. Julian gave an exclamation and nudged George.
'See that? It's the black Bentley again — KMF 102!'
'How mysterious!' said George, surprised. 'What's it doing rushing about the country at night and picking up stray men! Taking them to this place too. I wonder if it is Owl's Dene.'
The car went by and disappeared round a bend in the hil . The children came out of the ditch with Timmy and their bicycles.
'Let's walk cautiously up to the gates,' said Julian. 'They're stil open. Funny how they opened when the car came. I never saw anyone by them!'
They walked boldly up to the open gates.
'Look!' said Julian, pointing up to the great brick posts from which the gates were hung.
They all looked, and exclaimed at the name shining there.
'Well! So it is Owl's Dene, after al !'
'There's the name
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