Five are together again by Enid Blyton

Author:Enid Blyton [Blyton, Enid]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novela, Aventuras, Infantil, Juvenil
Publisher: ePubLibre
Published: 1962-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

A shock for Tinker

Tinker was horrified when Jenny told him the next morning what had happened. “Your father’s in a rare old state,” she said. “He came down early this morning, because he wanted to finish some work up in the tower — and as soon as he unlocked the top door into the tower room, he saw the whole room upside down and some of his precious papers gone, and…”

“JENNY! How awful!” said Tinker. “Dad kept his most precious papers there — with all the figures for that new electric thing of his. It’s a wonderful thing, too marvellous for words, Jenny, it’s for…”

“Now don’t you give away any of your father’s plans, not even to me,” said Jenny. “You’ve been told that before. Maybe you’ve been talking too much already, and somebody’s ears took it all in!”

Tinker suddenly felt quite sick. Was it because of something he had been silly enough to say in public? In the bus, perhaps? Or in the circus-field? What would the others say — especially Julian — when they heard that someone had come in the night and stolen precious papers, containing figures and diagrams for some of his father’s inventions? Julian would be sure to say that it was his fault for not keeping his mouth shut! Oh dear — would this be in the papers — and would hordes of people come visiting the place again, staring and whispering and exclaiming in awe at his father’s curious tower, with its waving tentacles?

He dressed quickly and ran downstairs. Jenny had told him that she was sure she had heard whispering down in the courtyard the night before, and had seen someone climbing up the tower. “Your father says nobody could have brought a long ladder into that courtyard,” she said. “Not without us seeing it, anyway, or hearing some kind of noise when it was dragged in. But it might have been a sliding ladder, mightn’t it? That would be a smallish thing, with ropes to pull out the sliding part.”

“Yes. Like the window-cleaner uses,” said Tinker.

“I say — could it have been the window-cleaner, do you think?”

“No. He’s a really decent fellow,” said Jenny. “I’ve known him for twenty years. So put that out of your head. But the ladder could certainly have been the sort that window-cleaners use. We’ll go out into the courtyard as soon as I’ve finished washing-up, and see if we can find the marks where the ladder was dragged over the courtyard. Though I must say I didn’t hear any dragging noises. I heard whispering — and a kind of slithery noise — but that’s all.”

“The slithery noise might have been made by the ladder when it was dragged along!” said Tinker. “I say — look at old Mischief. He’s listening as if he understood every word. Mischief, why didn’t you wake me up last night when all this was going on? You usually wake if anything unusual happens, or you hear a strange noise.”

Mischief leapt into Tinker’s arms and cuddled there.

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