Spies Trouble by Jill Marshall

Author:Jill Marshall [Marshall, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780330473682
Publisher: Pan Macmillan UK
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Janey slumped over the bench. G-Mamma was not going to be much help today, she could see. ‘He’s trying to say it’s my fault Trouble’s in, er, trouble, but I don’t see how. Any messages from my dad?’

G-Mamma shook her head. ‘Sorry, girly-girl. But good rap . . .

‘My girl can’t find her daddy

And it makes her kind of saddy

But he is not aroun-n-n-nd

He just needs to be fouun-n-n-nd . . .

‘Anyway,’ she said abruptly as Janey scowled at her, ‘I’m sure Solomon will somehow pop out of the woodwork any minute, but right now we need to give the Sun King what he wants.’

‘We wouldn’t actually swap secrets, would we? You might have forgotten, but we don’t actually know how to change rats back into humans, G-Mamma.’

‘What do you take me for, honey-child!? Even if we did know we wouldn’t really tell them.’ G-Mamma plopped down on to her stool with rosy cheeks. ‘No indeedy! Trust is everything in Solomon’s Polificational Investigations! We’d just pretend to exchange secrets, that’s all.’

Janey was still wondering about this later as she peeled the lid off a frozen lasagne and pushed it into the microwave. It seemed like a dangerous game to play. On the other hand, it would bring the enemy – Abe Rownigan perhaps – out into the open. She might even be able to impress her dad by learning something about the nine-lives secret. As Janey tipped frozen cauliflower into a pan of hot water, she suddenly came up with an idea.

It had to wait, though, as her mother sallied in through the front door with Abe right behind her. He was clutching a large bottle of champagne and grinning almost as widely as Jean Brown.

‘Hello, darling!’ said her mother. ‘Abe’s just sorted all the paperwork out. The first of the Abe ’n’ Jean’s Clean Machines chain opens in a couple of days! We’ve got bubbly!’

Janey forced a smile as Trouble ran in from the back garden and squirmed around Abe’s legs like a small furry snake. Abe was trying to ignore the cat. ‘Do you have champagne flutes, Janey? We’ll need three.’

‘Abe! I’ll get them.’ Jean Brown almost skipped out of the room.

‘We don’t have any special champagne glasses. Just tumblers,’ said Janey moodily. ‘And I can’t have any, I’m just a kid.’

‘So you are,’ said Abe, beaming. ‘You’re just so sensible I find it hard to remember. Well, anyway, maybe you’d prefer this.’

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a few items at random: the little banner of handkerchiefs he’d made; a twenty-pound note; a little black enamel jeweller’s box. ‘Nope, none of those. Ah! Here we go.’ And he handed Janey a tiny brooch shaped like a kite. ‘Reminded me of our great day out!’

It was very sweet – a red and gold kite with a little row of diamonds for a tail. Janey looked up from the glazed, multicoloured surface of the brooch to find Abe gazing at her anxiously.

‘Is it OK? It’s only a

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.