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“Let’s have our lunch on the deck,” Jessie suggested.
“Good idea.” Henry loaded a tray with egg-salad sandwiches and a plate of carrot and celery sticks.
Violet followed him out the sliding glass doors with a pitcher1 of limeade.
The children sat down on the deck chairs and began eating.
Jessie was looking at Winifred Gorman’s house. The artist had come out on her own deck. She saw the Alden children and waved.
“Come on over,” she called. “I made brownies.”
Jessie looked at Henry in astonishment2. “Did she just invite us over for brownies?”
“You heard right,” he said, raising his eyebrows3. “Let’s go. It’ll be a good chance to find out more about the pony4 painting.”
Violet stacked their lunch things on the tray. “I’ll be right out. I want to show something to Winifred.”
She returned moments later with her sketch5 pad. Then the kids walked over to their neighbor’s house.
Winifred had arranged the chairs around the umbrella table. A plate of vanilla-iced brownies sat in the middle.
“Help yourself,” she said. “If you don’t, I’ll eat them all myself. My waistline can’t afford it!”
Benny was confused. First Winifred was mad at them. She thought they had stolen her apples. Now she was giving them brownies. But Benny couldn’t resist. He took a brownie and tasted it. He never turned down chocolate.
“Mmm,” he pronounced. “Good.”
Winifred smiled. Benny had never seen the woman smile before. Why was she so nice all of a sudden?
“May I show you something?” Violet asked the artist. “It’s a drawing I did.”
“Sure!” Winifred opened Violet’s book and examined the sketch of a bird. “You used one line! Isn’t that a fun technique?”
“Did I do it right?” Violet asked anxiously.
“Art is about expressing oneself,” said Winifred. “There is no right or wrong way.”
“Can you draw like that? Just using one line?” Violet wanted to know.
“Of course.” Winifred reached down by her chair for her own drawing pad. Taking a pencil from her pocket, she flipped6 to a fresh page. “You can draw people this way, too. Just put your pencil down and start with the eyes—don’t pick up your pencil until you’re done.”
As she talked, she rapidly sketched7 Violet’s features using a single line. She tore off the page and gave it to Violet.
Violet was thrilled. “That’s wonderful! Thank you.”
As Winifred closed her sketchbook, Henry noticed a drawing of another face. The artist saw him looking and closed the book quickly.
Henry was suspicious. Why had Winifred invited them over? She usually acted like they were a nuisance. The woman must want something from them, but what? Maybe if he learned more about her …
“Are you going to live here all the time?” he asked.
“I have a studio in New York City,” said Winifred. “This summer I came down here on vacation.”
“Like us,” Benny put in.
Winifred smiled. “Well, I took a vacation from my work. People aren’t buying my paintings. I thought a change of scenery would be good for me.”
“And has it been?” asked Jessie.
“I think it has,” the artist replied. “I might sell my studio and live here all the time. It’s very peaceful.”
“Except for the robberies,” Henry brought up.
Winifred frowned. “What robberies?”
“You know, your missing beach towel. And the apples.”
“Oh, those,” Winifred said. “I found the beach towel the other day. As for the apples, no great loss.”
“But you were really upset,” Benny reminded her.
“That’s because I was worried about my work,” she explained. “I know I haven’t been a very nice neighbor, and I’m sorry about that,” she added quietly. “But now I’m painting better than ever. A bowl of missing apples is nothing.”
Jessie was amazed at how Winifred had changed her tune8. Every time they had seen the woman, she was grouchy9. Now she was nice as pie! What was going on?
At that moment, Benny stood up. “Grandfather’s back,” he said. Then he saw another car pull into the driveway behind their station wagon10.
The car had a star painted on the side. It was from the sheriff’s office.
By the time the children ran over to the cottage, two uniformed deputies were sitting in the living room with Grandfather.
“I’m Deputy Knight11,” said a tall, dark-haired man with a deep tan. “And this is Deputy Perelli.” His brown-haired companion nodded.
“I’m James Alden,” said Grandfather. “These are my grandchildren, Henry, Jessie, Violet, and Benny. How may we help you?”
Deputy Knight removed a black-and-white photograph from his clipboard and passed it to Grandfather.
“Have you seen this boy? We think he is somewhere in the vicinity,” said the officer.
James Alden studied the photograph, then shook his head before handing it to Henry. “No, I’m sorry. I’ve never seen him.”
The others gathered around Henry. The photograph showed a blond-haired boy around fifteen years old. He was wearing a necklace.
Benny was startled. He was sure he’d seen that boy’s picture before. It was in the newspaper Grandfather had bought their first day. But the boy wasn’t by himself. He was in a group of other boys.
Jessie thought she recognized that face, but she wasn’t sure. It looked like the blond boy she’d seen watching them from the dune12 yesterday. And the boy she’d spied carrying the Seagull Resort beach chair.
“Who is this boy?” Grandfather asked the deputies.
“His name is Austin Derrick,” Deputy Perelli replied. “He has run away from summer camp on the mainland. We have reason to believe he is hiding on the island.”
Deputy Knight continued the explanation. “Apparently Austin didn’t want to go to this camp. He argued with his parents, but they both had long business trips this summer. Austin went to camp, but left after the first week.”
“Did he call his parents?” Grandfather asked, concerned.
“Yes, he did,” said Deputy Perelli. “He told them he was with a friend. But they checked out his story. The friend he was supposed to be staying with hasn’t seen Austin all summer. So then they called the police. The parents are on their way now. They should be here by this evening.”
“Why do they think he is here?” Grandfather probed.
“Because the boy’s father has an older, distant cousin who lives here,” replied Deputy Knight. “Apparently Austin spent a few summers with the cousin. He was angry when he learned he couldn’t stay with the relative this summer.”
Grandfather nodded sympathetically. “Sounds like the boy is lonely, with his parents away a lot. Have you contacted the cousin yet?”
“He doesn’t have a phone,” said Deputy Knight. “And we can’t locate him at his residence. We’ll keep trying, but we’re worried because his house is quite a bit out of the way, and it’s possible that the boy may have become lost. That’s why we’re checking out the whole island.”
“We’d like to help,” said Grandfather. “My grandchildren and I will keep an eye out for this boy. We’ll call you if we see him.”
The officers stood and shook Grandfather’s hand.
“Thanks for your cooperation,” said Deputy Perelli.
As Grandfather showed the men to the door, Benny went over to the coffee table. He found the old newspaper, tore a page from it, folded it, and jammed it into his pocket.
Henry watched his brother and knew Benny was on to something.
“We’re going out,” said Henry to Grandfather. “We need some air.”
Outside, they all began talking at once.
Henry held up a silencing hand. “Wait a minute! I know Benny knows something.”
“So does Jessie,” said Violet. “She’s got that look on her face. Spill, you two.”
Benny and Jessie told Violet and Henry where they thought they had seen the boy before. Benny showed them the newspaper photograph of the campers. Sure enough, the blond boy stood in the front row.
Violet gasped13. “It is him! You can even see the shark’s tooth necklace around his neck!”
“I knew I’d seen that necklace someplace else before. But who could the relative be the policemen were talking about?” Benny wondered out loud.
“I have an idea,” said Henry. “Follow me.”
He led them across the road to the docks. At the end of the dock, Shad Toler was cleaning his catch. Shad’s pelican14 friend was watching intently.
The fisherman looked up when he saw them approach.
“Hey,” he said. “Think I ought to throw Greedy here a fish?”
Henry glanced into the bucket. Shad had caught a lot of fish today—enough to feed two people.
“I don’t know if you can spare a fish,” he said carefully. “It depends on how much Austin eats.”
Shad stared at him. “Pardon?”
Benny showed him the newspaper photo. “Some policemen came to our house today. They’re looking for this boy. Do you know him?”
“What makes you think I’d know him?” Shad said, suddenly unable to look them in the eye.
Jessie pulled the shark’s tooth necklace from her pocket. “This is Austin Derrick’s necklace. We found it on the beach. When we showed it to you, you said it was bad luck to wear shark’s teeth. But I think you were really afraid that we’d find out about Austin.”
Violet noticed the sky behind them growing very dark. A storm was approaching from the mainland. She remembered what Grandfather had said about storms being dangerous on the Outer Banks.
“Storm’s comin’,” Shad said nervously15. “I’ve got to go home and … check on things.”
“Maybe we should come with you,” said Henry. “I think it’s time we found out the whole story.”
Shad looked out over the water. “Maybe it is time you knew. I’m getting tired of keeping secrets.”
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pitcher
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| n.(有嘴和柄的)大水罐；(棒球)投手 | |
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astonishment
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| n.惊奇，惊异 | |
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eyebrows
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| 眉毛( eyebrow的名词复数 ) | |
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pony
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| adj.小型的；n.小马 | |
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sketch
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| n.草图；梗概；素描；v.素描；概述 | |
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flipped
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| 轻弹( flip的过去式和过去分词 )； 按（开关）； 快速翻转； 急挥 | |
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sketched
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| v.草拟（sketch的过去式与过去分词形式） | |
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tune
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| n.调子；和谐，协调；v.调音，调节，调整 | |
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grouchy
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| adj.好抱怨的；愠怒的 | |
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wagon
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| n.四轮马车，手推车，面包车；无盖运货列车 | |
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knight
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dune
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| n.(由风吹积而成的)沙丘 | |
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gasped
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| v.喘气( gasp的过去式和过去分词 )；喘息；倒抽气；很想要 | |
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pelican
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nervously
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