Midnight at the Haunted Hotel by Gertrude Chandler Warner

Author:Gertrude Chandler Warner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Albert Whitman & Company
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

“It’s just like the mirror in the main hallway,” she said. “Oh, look at this!”

The other three quickly joined her and looked into the mirror. But instead of it showing their reflections, it was clear as a window. They could see out into the hallway, where they had been standing only a few minutes ago!

“It’s a two-way mirror!” Jessie said. “We can see through it in this direction, but from the hallway it looks like a mirror.”

“I bet if the light hits it just right, you can still see through it from the hallway side,” Henry said, glancing up at the hanging lights.

“So the shadow we saw was the person that was leaving,” said Violet.

“That means the cat we saw on the third floor was probably real,” said Benny. He sounded a little disappointed. “It was just on the other side of a two-way mirror.”

“But I thought cats weren’t allowed in the hotel,” Violet said.

Henry glanced back at Violet with a knowing nod.

“Let’s see where this hallway goes,” he said.

The hallway ended with a set of wood stairs. The children climbed the stairs and opened the door at the top. When they stepped out, they were in a large room with a big desk and bookshelves full of old books. Just like Benny thought, there was another two-way mirror on the wall. He looked out and could see into the hallway where he, Jessie, Luke, and Kylie had seen the cat.

“The cat must have been sitting right here on this bookshelf!” he said.

Meanwhile, Violet read the covers in one stack of books piled on the chair near where they were standing.

“Music,” she said. “Books of sheet music?”

“It looks like a music room,” Jessie said. “I think I even see an old keyboard over there!”

“This is a book of compositions by Charles Ivy,” Violet said.

Jessie sorted through the papers on the desk. They had music staffs drawn on them, marked up with music and handwritten notes.

“This says the composer is Charles Ivy too,” Jessie said. “Could this somehow be Charles Ivy’s music room?”

Violet thought of something. “Remember the ghost story Alex told about the Lost Composer?” she asked. “He said whenever the organ played by itself, it would only play music by Charles Ivy.”

“Charles Ivy was mainly an organist,” Henry said.

“The organ downstairs!” Benny exclaimed.

Suddenly, Jessie held a finger up to her mouth.

“Shh!” she said. “Do you hear something?”

They all kept quiet and listened. Sure enough, there was a faint humming noise coming from the far wall of the secret room.

Henry noticed there was a silver door on the wall. It looked like the one they had seen in the kitchen but older.

“It’s the dumbwaiter,” said Henry. “It goes all the way up to the third floor!”

“Do you think whoever we followed up here is using it to escape?” asked Violet.

“Or maybe the ghost just got hungry and ordered some food!” said Benny.

“If there is a person inside, we might be able to make it downstairs in time to see who was up here,” said Jessie.

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