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apples for Mrs. V. any day, as long as I get to eat some of her pie.”
“Thanks for your help,” Trixie said. “We have to get back, too. Regan
gets upset if we keep the horses out too long.”
Trixie and Honey waved good-bye to Brom and
quickly trotted the horses along the path to Glen Road . They knew it would be quicker
going back on the road than through the paths, and it was getting dark.
“What a break,” Trixie said. “The Depew house was right here on the preserve. I’ll bet the cave is right where Charles
thinks it is!”
“Me, too,” said Honey. “We’d better look at that map more closely. If
Charles is on the right track, so are we.”
“I’d be a lot more comfortable if all the Bob-Whites could
investigate this one,” Trixie stated. “Let’s call a short meeting for tonight
after dinner.”
That night at the clubhouse, Trixie explained what had happened to the
assembled Bob-Whites. Di and Dan sat on the floor, while Mart paced back and
forth eating crackers out of a giant economy-sized box. Reddy was there, too,
watching Mart pace the way a judge watches a tennis match. Back and forth, back
and forth went Reddy’s head. Brian looked bored.
“After Charles took the diary, I made a rubbing of what had been drawn
on the pad,” Trixie said. “I have a copy of the map right here. The only
problem was finding out where the Depew property was. Luckily, we ran into Old Brom , and he
told us that the whole game preserve was once owned by the Depew family. Their house was across the road from the Manor House, so that puts it
right where the dig site is now.”
“ Ved-dy in- ter - est-ing , Miss Belden,” Mart mumbled through a mouthful of
crackers. “Do you have these insights often?”
Trixie ignored Mart’s remark and went right on talking. “My theory is
that Charles Miller somehow found out that there was treasure on this land, and
he decided to dig for it. But Professor Conroy disrupted his plans, first by
appointing him student head of the dig, and then by assigning us to the very
spot where Charles thought the treasure was buried. Charles hit Professor
Conroy on the head to get him out of the way for a while—-just long enough for
him to find the treasure. The trouble was, Honey and I got in his way. First we
showed up on the village site; and then we found the diary that he left on the
table in the archive room.”
“I think we should all investigate the village site before Charles gets
back from the city tomorrow morning,” Honey said. “We know he’s already started
digging for the treasure, because we saw a giant hole there this afternoon when
we rode by on our horses.”
“Show me the alleged map,” Mart said. “This theory isn’t very convincing
so far.” Trixie reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out the
rubbing she’d made earlier, along with another piece of paper.
“I recopied it so it would be easier to read,” she said as she handed
both pieces of paper to her skeptical brother.
Mart examined the map, then said with a shrug, “Well, why not? Going on
a treasure hunt is always fun. And we can always catch fireflies if we don’t
find any treasure.”
“Well, I’m not going to get involved in this nonsense,” Brian said
moodily. “I don’t believe all this stuff about a treasure, and what’s more, I
think you’re all wrong about Charles.” Trixie felt bad that Brian wasn’t taking
her seriously, but she had to continue her investigation, anyway. “I’m sorry.
I’d like your help,” she said to her brother. “But I know you need more proof,
and I’ll find it sooner or later.” Brian went over to the door. “I’m sorry too, Trix . But this is one mystery I’m not interested in.
Count me out.”
The door closed behind him.
There was a short silence after Brian left. Then Dan asked, “Do we have
any flashlights here? There’s no point in all of us staggering around in the
woods, bumping into each
apples for Mrs. V. any day, as long as I get to eat some of her pie.”
“Thanks for your help,” Trixie said. “We have to get back, too. Regan
gets upset if we keep the horses out too long.”
Trixie and Honey waved good-bye to Brom and
quickly trotted the horses along the path to Glen Road . They knew it would be quicker
going back on the road than through the paths, and it was getting dark.
“What a break,” Trixie said. “The Depew house was right here on the preserve. I’ll bet the cave is right where Charles
thinks it is!”
“Me, too,” said Honey. “We’d better look at that map more closely. If
Charles is on the right track, so are we.”
“I’d be a lot more comfortable if all the Bob-Whites could
investigate this one,” Trixie stated. “Let’s call a short meeting for tonight
after dinner.”
That night at the clubhouse, Trixie explained what had happened to the
assembled Bob-Whites. Di and Dan sat on the floor, while Mart paced back and
forth eating crackers out of a giant economy-sized box. Reddy was there, too,
watching Mart pace the way a judge watches a tennis match. Back and forth, back
and forth went Reddy’s head. Brian looked bored.
“After Charles took the diary, I made a rubbing of what had been drawn
on the pad,” Trixie said. “I have a copy of the map right here. The only
problem was finding out where the Depew property was. Luckily, we ran into Old Brom , and he
told us that the whole game preserve was once owned by the Depew family. Their house was across the road from the Manor House, so that puts it
right where the dig site is now.”
“ Ved-dy in- ter - est-ing , Miss Belden,” Mart mumbled through a mouthful of
crackers. “Do you have these insights often?”
Trixie ignored Mart’s remark and went right on talking. “My theory is
that Charles Miller somehow found out that there was treasure on this land, and
he decided to dig for it. But Professor Conroy disrupted his plans, first by
appointing him student head of the dig, and then by assigning us to the very
spot where Charles thought the treasure was buried. Charles hit Professor
Conroy on the head to get him out of the way for a while—-just long enough for
him to find the treasure. The trouble was, Honey and I got in his way. First we
showed up on the village site; and then we found the diary that he left on the
table in the archive room.”
“I think we should all investigate the village site before Charles gets
back from the city tomorrow morning,” Honey said. “We know he’s already started
digging for the treasure, because we saw a giant hole there this afternoon when
we rode by on our horses.”
“Show me the alleged map,” Mart said. “This theory isn’t very convincing
so far.” Trixie reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out the
rubbing she’d made earlier, along with another piece of paper.
“I recopied it so it would be easier to read,” she said as she handed
both pieces of paper to her skeptical brother.
Mart examined the map, then said with a shrug, “Well, why not? Going on
a treasure hunt is always fun. And we can always catch fireflies if we don’t
find any treasure.”
“Well, I’m not going to get involved in this nonsense,” Brian said
moodily. “I don’t believe all this stuff about a treasure, and what’s more, I
think you’re all wrong about Charles.” Trixie felt bad that Brian wasn’t taking
her seriously, but she had to continue her investigation, anyway. “I’m sorry.
I’d like your help,” she said to her brother. “But I know you need more proof,
and I’ll find it sooner or later.” Brian went over to the door. “I’m sorry too, Trix . But this is one mystery I’m not interested in.
Count me out.”
The door closed behind him.
There was a short silence after Brian left. Then Dan asked, “Do we have
any flashlights here? There’s no point in all of us staggering around in the
woods, bumping into each
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