Mystery of the Queen's Jewels
“twelve-year-old Jessie Alden called, running for the telephone. She and her brother, six-year-old Benny, had been playing checkers in the living room of their grandfather’s large house. Jessie reached the phone on the hall table just as it rang for the third time. “Hello?” she said, picking it up. “Yes, this is the home of James Alden. I’m his granddaughter.” She paused, listening to what the person on the other end was saying. “Really? How exciting!” Jessie said after a moment.
Benny had followed his sister into the hall. He wondered who was on the telephone, and what he or she had said that was so exciting. He liked solving mysteries, even small ones like this.
“I didn’t even know he was going away,” Jessie said into the phone.
“Who’s going away?” Benny said to himself.
“To London!” Jessie was saying. “I’ll tell him as soon as he gets home. Thank you. Good-bye.” She hung up the phone.
“Who was that? What’s so exciting? Who’s going away?” Benny asked.
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