13-The Borgia Dagger by Franklin W. Dixon

13-The Borgia Dagger by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon [Dixon, Franklin W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Juvenile Fiction, Action & Adventure, Mysteries & Detective Stories
ISBN: 9780671736767
Google: lABEOQAACAAJ
Amazon: 0671736760
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 1988-01-02T00:00:00+00:00


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Eighty-five degrees. Joe had to rub his eyes before he believed the temperature on the outdoor thermometer.

"It's only eight in the morning!" he said. "Today will be a scorcher."

The Hardys quickly put on shorts and T-shirts, then headed for the mansion. By the time they were there, Tessa was already heading out, dressed in a white terrycloth robe.

"Good morning!" she sang. "I was just coming out to ask if you wanted to join me in a morning dim!"

"Swim?" Joe said. "Uh — we didn't bring — Bathing suits." "Don't worry. The room on the cottage is a changing room. We keep extra suits there for guests."

"Thanks," Frank said, "but I think we'd better continue — "

"Sure we'll join you!" Joe interrupted, nudging Frank in the ribs.

"Great!" Tessa said. "You go ahead and change while I call Harley. He loves to swim the morning."

As Tessa went inside to call, Frank and Joe headed back toward the cottage. They were passing beside the sitting room window when a sharpness in Tessa's voice made them halt in their tracks.

"Don't be a child, Harley! ... Of course ... I can't believe you're being so jealous. Well, I'm calling you, aren't I?"

Frank and Joe glanced at each other. "I think we're creating a problem," Frank said.

Joe nodded, then shrugged his shoulders, could use Harley on our side, but it looks though it's a little late for that. Come on, I'll race you to the changing room." The brothers dashed back to the cottage. "Last one in has to interagate Squinder!" Joe said, already slipping out his clothes.

But it was Frank who emerged first, running for the diving board. Joe followed behind him in a pair of baggy plaid trunks, trying to pull the drawstring tight.

Frank ran down the diving board and took a jump. Bouncing down onto the board, he prepared for the dive.

It was in that split-second he saw the electrical wire on the bottom of the pool. Instantly his eyes followed it to an outdoor socket.

With every ounce of muscular control he had, he stopped himself from diving and jumped back onto the board. Behind him was the sound of Joe's feet slapping the outdoor tiles. He shouted in a voice so loud he thought his lungs would rip, "Joe! Don't jump!"

But it was too late. With horror, he watched his brother plunge into the clear blue water.



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