The Mystery of the Sinister Scarecrow by M. V. Carey

Author:M. V. Carey [Carey, M. V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780394941820
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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It was almost dark now. The screaming went on. Letitia Radford sounded more terrified than they had ever heard her.

“No!” she shrieked. “No! Don’t! Please don’t!”

The shrieks broke off, and there was violent weeping. And then, bearing down on the boys like some fearful hobgoblin, came the scarecrow!

The terrace lights went on above them and they caught a glimpse of the scarecrow’s grinning face — a face made of coarse material that puckered around the neck where it was gathered and tied with a cord. Eyes glittered in black triangles on the face, beneath the brim of a black hat. Just like the scarecrow on the fence, this one wore an old corduroy jacket with straw sticking out of the sleeves. The creature stood still for an instant when it saw Woolley and the boys, and Woolley gasped in horror. The scarecrow carried a scythe!

“Watch out!” shouted Pete.

With a low, gurgling laugh, the scarecrow raised the scythe and made a sweeping motion. Then it charged toward The Three Investigators, and the hideous weapon in its gloved hands swung up!

“Oh, no!” breathed Bob. He threw himself aside, out of the way of the deadly curved blade.

Jupe tried to run, but he stumbled and fell, hands clutching at his head and body doubled over to shield himself from the fiend’s attack.

Pete stood as if paralyzed. The handle of the scythe connected with his forehead. An instant later he was stretched on the ground, and the scarecrow was crashing away down the hill. Woolley jumped to get out of its way.

The boys heard the thing dash through the eucalyptus grove. Then there was silence.

“Pete!” said Bob. “Pete, are you okay?”

Pete sat up slowly and rubbed his head. “Yeah. It didn’t hit me hard. I just … just couldn’t seem to get out of the way.”

“You might have been killed by that thing!” exclaimed Woolley.

“Listen!” Jupe looked toward the top of the hill.

Letitia Radford was making a low, whimpering sound, like a small animal that has been injured. There were lights on in front of the Radford house, and the boys could hear Burroughs and Mrs. Chumley. They both seemed to be trying to comfort Letitia.

The Three Investigators reached the house in time to see Burroughs help Letitia up the steps to the front door. Mrs. Chumley sat in the hall behind Burroughs, looking anxious. Letitia’s convertible stood in the driveway. Its door was still open on the driver’s side.

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