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smothered chortling above her after Mart said something about a sitzmark, and she decided not to move, uncomfortable as she was. Maybe they will think I’m dead and go away, she thought, too upset to be rational.
But they didn’t. Instead, Brian reached down and pulled her out. “You okay, Trix?” he asked, trying to hide the fact that he was weak from laughter.
“No, Brian Belden, I am not okay,” Trixie said furiously. “I’m suffering from all of your superiority complexes, which, I might add, are totally erroneous, since you , are not the least bit superior. But I’ll tell you this, if there’s anything funny going on in that cabin, I’ll find out!” And with that, off she skied toward the lodge.
“Oh, Trixie,” said Brian, starting to follow her.
Honey grabbed his arm. “Let her go. She’s had her feelings hurt.”
“It’s no fun falling, either. I should know,” added Di, rubbing her sore hip. “I thought I’d never get the hang of herringboning.”
“Don’t worry about her, Brian. Trixie knows there’s no mystery in that cabin just as much as the rest of us do,” said Honey, not particularly convincingly.
Trixie had skied off most of her resentment toward the others by the time they all got back to the lodge. At the base of the chair lift, they met Eric.
“What’s the verdict?” he asked. “How do you like our little mountain?”
“It’s just beautiful,” said Honey enthusiastically. “It’s stupendous,” agreed Jim. “And so is crosscountry skiing!”
“Words fail me,” Mart put in. “Except the words I had for you when we were climbing that crest.”
“I told you that wouldn’t be easy,” Eric said. “Did you take one of the trails to the right, as I suggested?”
“We didn’t know if you meant right facing the lodge or right facing the valley,” Di answered.
“I meant right facing the valley.”
“In that case, we went left,” Trixie told him. “We saw something very interesting, too—an old cabin.”
“You didn’t go there, did you?” Eric demanded.
He seems nervous, thought Trixie.
“Why, no,” said Honey. “Is there something special about it that we should go see?”
“Don’t bother,” he replied. “I was there yesterday. It’s a dusty old cabin. It’s abandoned now and rotted through. I’d stay away from there if I were you. It’s dangerous.”
That’s funny, Trixie thought to herself. I could have sworn I saw smoke coming out of the chimney. She didn’t say anything to the others, realizing that they weren’t ready yet to hear her suspicions. But she decided to explore that cabin the very next chance she could get.
All squabbles forgotten, the Bob-Whites burst into their suite to find Miss Trask reading a book on the couch in front of the fire. “How was your afternoon?” she asked, slipping in her bookmark.
“Oh, we had the most marvelous time, Miss Trask,” Honey began. “We’ll tell you all about it. But first, may I have my watch? I was so worried when I couldn’t find it this morning, and then Jim remembered that you must have taken it to hold on to for safekeeping.”
“What do you mean, Honey? What watch?” Miss Trask inquired calmly.
“You don’t have my grandmother’s gold watch?” Miss Trask shook her head. “No. What happened?” Honey’s eyes filled with tears. “It’s gone! We’ll never find it now!” She tore into the bedroom and threw herself down on the bottom bunk, sobbing.
Trixie followed her, even though she wasn’t sure what to do or say. Honey was the one who was good in situations like this. From the bedroom, she could hear Di and the boys explaining everything to Miss Trask. Trixie sat down on the bunk next to Honey and put her arm around her friend.
“Honey, we’ll find that watch,” she said firmly. “We’ll go through the entire suite again. We’ll talk to Pat and Katie. We won’t leave Mead’s Mountain until we find out what happened to it!”
“Oh, Trixie, I
But they didn’t. Instead, Brian reached down and pulled her out. “You okay, Trix?” he asked, trying to hide the fact that he was weak from laughter.
“No, Brian Belden, I am not okay,” Trixie said furiously. “I’m suffering from all of your superiority complexes, which, I might add, are totally erroneous, since you , are not the least bit superior. But I’ll tell you this, if there’s anything funny going on in that cabin, I’ll find out!” And with that, off she skied toward the lodge.
“Oh, Trixie,” said Brian, starting to follow her.
Honey grabbed his arm. “Let her go. She’s had her feelings hurt.”
“It’s no fun falling, either. I should know,” added Di, rubbing her sore hip. “I thought I’d never get the hang of herringboning.”
“Don’t worry about her, Brian. Trixie knows there’s no mystery in that cabin just as much as the rest of us do,” said Honey, not particularly convincingly.
Trixie had skied off most of her resentment toward the others by the time they all got back to the lodge. At the base of the chair lift, they met Eric.
“What’s the verdict?” he asked. “How do you like our little mountain?”
“It’s just beautiful,” said Honey enthusiastically. “It’s stupendous,” agreed Jim. “And so is crosscountry skiing!”
“Words fail me,” Mart put in. “Except the words I had for you when we were climbing that crest.”
“I told you that wouldn’t be easy,” Eric said. “Did you take one of the trails to the right, as I suggested?”
“We didn’t know if you meant right facing the lodge or right facing the valley,” Di answered.
“I meant right facing the valley.”
“In that case, we went left,” Trixie told him. “We saw something very interesting, too—an old cabin.”
“You didn’t go there, did you?” Eric demanded.
He seems nervous, thought Trixie.
“Why, no,” said Honey. “Is there something special about it that we should go see?”
“Don’t bother,” he replied. “I was there yesterday. It’s a dusty old cabin. It’s abandoned now and rotted through. I’d stay away from there if I were you. It’s dangerous.”
That’s funny, Trixie thought to herself. I could have sworn I saw smoke coming out of the chimney. She didn’t say anything to the others, realizing that they weren’t ready yet to hear her suspicions. But she decided to explore that cabin the very next chance she could get.
All squabbles forgotten, the Bob-Whites burst into their suite to find Miss Trask reading a book on the couch in front of the fire. “How was your afternoon?” she asked, slipping in her bookmark.
“Oh, we had the most marvelous time, Miss Trask,” Honey began. “We’ll tell you all about it. But first, may I have my watch? I was so worried when I couldn’t find it this morning, and then Jim remembered that you must have taken it to hold on to for safekeeping.”
“What do you mean, Honey? What watch?” Miss Trask inquired calmly.
“You don’t have my grandmother’s gold watch?” Miss Trask shook her head. “No. What happened?” Honey’s eyes filled with tears. “It’s gone! We’ll never find it now!” She tore into the bedroom and threw herself down on the bottom bunk, sobbing.
Trixie followed her, even though she wasn’t sure what to do or say. Honey was the one who was good in situations like this. From the bedroom, she could hear Di and the boys explaining everything to Miss Trask. Trixie sat down on the bunk next to Honey and put her arm around her friend.
“Honey, we’ll find that watch,” she said firmly. “We’ll go through the entire suite again. We’ll talk to Pat and Katie. We won’t leave Mead’s Mountain until we find out what happened to it!”
“Oh, Trixie, I
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