"Keene, Carolyn - Nancy Drew 022 - The Clue in the Crumbling Wall" - читать интересную книгу автора (Keene Carolyn)"Did you come to take me away?" Joan asked.
"Indeed we didn't. But we will have to send you to a special school unless you decide to be good." "I am good," Joan said, tossing her tangled blond curls. "Just ask my mother!" "In many ways you are very good. I know you work hard to take care of your mother. But why do you dig up shrubs and plants that don't belong to you?" Joan's gaze roved to the telltale rosebushes. She hung her head and didn't answer. "I'm sure you don't really mean to be naughty," the policewoman continued. "Why do you take flowers?" "Because they're pretty," Joan said. "We can never buy anything nice." The child sank down on the porch steps and began to cry. Lieutenant Masters comforted her. Soon she gained an admission from the little girl that an older boy, Teddy Hooper, who lived next door, had suggested that Joan help herself to some pretty plants. "I don't know why I did it." Joan began to sob. "I wish my Aunt Juliana would come home. In an undertone Lieutenant Masters explained to Nancy that Joan knew about her aunt only from her mother. "Mrs. Fenimore wasn't married when her sister disappeared. Come inside and let her tell you the story." Nancy received a distinct shock as Joan led the way into the living room. Lying on a well-worn couch was a slender woman with deep lines in her pallid face. Nancy was sure Mrs. Fenimore was not more than thirty years old, but she looked fifty. Upon seeing the policewoman, a concerned ex- pression appeared on Mrs. Fenimore's face. "Has Joan done something wrong again?" At her mother's question, the child turned her head away. Neither Lieutenant Masters nor Nancy spoke immediately. After a brief pause, the police officer introduced the new visitor. "I'm glad to meet you," Mrs. Fenimore said softly. "I'm sorry you're not feeling well," Nancy re- plied. "Perhaps it would be better if I came back some other time." |
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