The Baker Street Boys - the Case of the Ranjipur Ruby
““Oh, poor Ravi,” Rosie said sadly. “Losin’ his dad like that.”
Everyone nodded sympathetically. Then Queenie suddenly clapped a hand to her mouth.
“Oh, my word!” she said. “It ain’t half ‘poor Ravi’.”
“What d’you mean?” asked Wiggins.
“Well, if his dad was the Raja of Ranjipur, and he’s dead now, that makes Ravi the Raja, don’t it?”
“Yeah, I s’pose it does.”
“And if he’s the Raja…”
“Oh, crikey … that means he owns the ruby!”
“Oh, Lor’. What we gonna do?” Beaver asked.
“Ain’t much we can do, is ...there?” Wiggins said. ’Less we can find a way to get the curse lifted.”
They all sat round the big table in HQ, feeling gloomy and helpless. Suddenly Beaver straightened up, looking worried.
“Oh dear,” he said. “I just remembered somethin’.”
“What?” asked Wiggins.
“Madame Dupont’s bag of leaflets… It’s still in that alley.”
“Best place for it, I ’spect,” said Shiner.
“Shiner!” Queenie reprimanded him.MoreLess
Everyone nodded sympathetically. Then Queenie suddenly clapped a hand to her mouth.
“Oh, my word!” she said. “It ain’t half ‘poor Ravi’.”
“What d’you mean?” asked Wiggins.
“Well, if his dad was the Raja of Ranjipur, and he’s dead now, that makes Ravi the Raja, don’t it?”
“Yeah, I s’pose it does.”
“And if he’s the Raja…”
“Oh, crikey … that means he owns the ruby!”
“Oh, Lor’. What we gonna do?” Beaver asked.
“Ain’t much we can do, is ...there?” Wiggins said. ’Less we can find a way to get the curse lifted.”
They all sat round the big table in HQ, feeling gloomy and helpless. Suddenly Beaver straightened up, looking worried.
“Oh dear,” he said. “I just remembered somethin’.”
“What?” asked Wiggins.
“Madame Dupont’s bag of leaflets… It’s still in that alley.”
“Best place for it, I ’spect,” said Shiner.
“Shiner!” Queenie reprimanded him.MoreLess
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