"Blyton, Enid - The Five Find-Outers 15 - The Mystery of Banshee Towers 1.1" - читать интересную книгу автора (Blyton Enid)

"Shut up, Buster," said Fatty. "Don't do your racehorse gallop in here. Gosh, there goes the lemonade! BUSTER! Have you gone completely mad?"

"BINGO! Oh my goodness, he's got hold of the rug now," said Ern. "He'll tear it to pieces - look at them having a tug-of-war. Fatty, you'll have to take Buster away. They'll wreck everything!"

A cautious knock came at the door and the two dogs left their play and rushed to it, barking madly.

"COME IN!" yelled Fatty. "MIND THE DOGS!"

It was little Bets, come to bring Ern a packet of food. Ern gave her a hug and opened the packet. Bets had made him some potted meat sandwiches, and brought him two currant buns as well. "And next time I come I'll try and bring a pot of jam," she said. "Oh, look at Bingo - he's sitting up and begging! Did you teach him that, Ern?"

"No," said Ern, in surprise. "Perhaps Buster did. Good, Bingo, good! You can stop begging now. Those sandwiches are for _me_."

"I brought Bingo a ball," said Bets, feeling in her coat pocket. "Here, Bingo - catch!"

The ball-game became very boisterous, as Buster also joined in, and soon chairs went flying, and rugs slithered about. In the middle of it Fatty's mother looked in at the door.

"Whatever is going on?" she said. "I knocked, Fatty, but there was such a noise I suppose you didn't hear. Why, _Ern_ - you here already? You're very early. How is your uncle, Mr Goon? "

Ern was rather taken-aback. "Er - well, he has a bit of a cough," he said.

"Dear, dear, I hope he didn't cough all night, poor man," said Mrs Trotteville.

"I don't know. I didn't hear him coughing at all," said Ern, truthfully.

"You and Bets are here very early today," said Fatty's mother. "Is there a Meeting - or are you going out together, or something?"

"Yes, Mother, yes, we're all going off on an expedition," said Fatty hastily. "We shall be starting pretty soon. Er - any chance of sandwiches for Ern and me?"

"I'll tell Cook," said Mrs Trotteville, and disappeared up the garden path, much to everyone's relief. Fatty frowned at Buster.

"It was your silly barking, and Bingo's, that made Mother come and see what was going on," he said. "Sit! And you too, Bingo - SIT!"

Buster promptly sat, looking up at Fatty with pricked ears. Bingo took one look at him and did the same.

"And now - not another bark out of you, see?" said Fatty to Buster, and Ern pointed his finger at Bingo, and said exactly the same. Bets giggled.

"They look like two naughty little boys - and do look, Bingo is putting his tongue out at you, Ern!"

Sure enough, Bingo's tongue was lolling out of his open mouth, as he sat panting on the rug. His bright eyes were fixed lovingly on Ern.

"Couple of fatheads," said Ern. very proud of his dog. "Now just keep sitting till we say you can get up."

"Look," said Fatty. "I rather think we'd better set off on this first expedition of ours this morning, as I've said we were going. Bets, go and round up Pip and Larry and Daisy, will you? Tell them to be here in half an hour, with bicycles, sandwiches and drinks."

"Right, Fatty," said Bets, happily, and off she went. An expedition all together - to Banshee Towers! It really would be fun.

In just over half an hour everyone was ready. Pip came with Bets, Larry with Daisy, all on their bicycles. Now, how could they get Ern's bicycle too - it was in the shed at Mr Goon's!

"Uncle will be at the police station by now," said Ern. "I could nip in and get it."