At breakfast the next morning, everyone met with Carrie to plan the day’s work. She was pleased at how quickly jobs got done with the Aldens’ help. Still, it took some coaxing to get everybody to work together.
“I’m sending Sandy to town. We’re very low on groceries,” Carrie announced. “Who else would like to go?”
No one spoke up. Mr. Tooner stared at Sandy in that odd way he had. Tom kept on scribbling something in his notebook. As for the Aldens, they were full of other plans.
“It’s such a fine day,” Mr. Alden said, “I’m going to do some clean-up work on the grounds.”
“Jessie, Violet, and I are going to tackle those big windows in the great hall,” Henry told Carrie.
“What about you, Benny?” Carrie asked.
“I’m going to search for the violin! I’ll finish looking in the great hall. If it’s not there, I’m going to search the castle high and low!”
This got everyone’s attention right away.
First, Sandy spoke up. “Maybe Benny should come shopping with me after all. I … uh … I mean, there’s so much to carry.”
Mr. Tooner, who never said much, asked for Benny’s help, too. “Well, I could use a boy to hammer a few things.”
Even Tom needed Benny all of a sudden. He put down his pen next to his notebook. “I’ll put you to work. Why don’t you box up some of the books in the great hall so I can catalogue them? I’ll put a carton in there right now.” With that, Tom rushed upstairs.
Benny didn’t know what to say. Why did everyone need him just when he wanted to explore the castle? He stopped eating his pancakes and looked up at Carrie.
“There seems to be a great demand for a hardworking boy like you!” Carrie said with an encouraging smile. “But don’t worry. There aren’t too many books left in the great room. You’ll still have plenty of time to explore afterwards.”
Before Sandy went out, she said to Benny: “Well, as long as you’re poking around, see if you can find the charm bracelet I lost the other day. I think it must be in the dining hall.”
“Okay,” Benny agreed, though that wouldn’t be nearly as exciting as finding a valuable violin.
After Mr. Tooner and Mr. Alden left, Carrie and the children tidied up the kitchen.
“Well, I’m glad everyone has a job,” Carrie said. “And I’m glad Sandy won’t be underfoot. I keep finding her here, there, and everywhere.”
“Well, today I’m going to be here, there, and everywhere,” Benny said with a smile.
The children gathered up some buckets, sponges, rags, and cleaning supplies.
“Henry, why don’t you put everything in the dumbwaiter, and we can send it up to the first floor?” Carrie asked. “I don’t like carrying a lot of things on the narrow back stairs.”
Henry opened the doors to the dumbwaiter. The children could hear a man’s voice traveling down the passageway: “… just figured out how to stop all this snooping around. But I need to know if you have a buyer.”
The voice faded out before the children heard anything else.
“Whose voice is that?” Jessie asked.
Henry thought. “I’m not sure if it’s Tom or Mr. Tooner. Probably Tom, since he talks to a lot of antiques dealers.”
There was so much to do, no one had time to puzzle out who or what they had overheard. The children stacked their cleaning supplies inside the dumbwaiter. Benny pulled the rope to send it upstairs.
In the great hall, everyone had a job to do. First, Henry took down the heavy velvet draperies.
“I’ll take them outside and hang them,” Carrie said. “There’s a stiff breeze coming off the lake. That will blow some of the dust from these old curtains.”
Violet helped Jessie remove the dust sheets from the rest of the furniture. “Goodness, look at this!” Violet cried, pulling a sheet off a big chair. She held up Sandy’s missing charm bracelet.
“Why would Sandy’s bracelet be in this chair?” Benny wondered.
“Most of this furniture has been covered up since we arrived,” Henry pointed out. “There are some strange things going on in this old castle,” Jessie said.
Violet’s face was pale. “Ever since we got here, I don’t like going by the rooms where the furniture is covered up. If there’s a breeze blowing or anything, the sheets move and … I don’t know. I sometimes have the feeling someone is hiding under them.”
Benny looked up at Violet. “Me, too!”
Henry could tell that Benny and Violet were still a little nervous. He pulled a dust sheet off the last piece of furniture. “There, now it looks pretty normal in here, doesn’t it?”
“Normal for an old castle,” Violet said. She felt a little better now that everything was uncovered.
Benny felt better too. He settled himself down to work in front of a bookcase. Carrie had been right. There weren’t too many books left to pack up for Tom. In fact, Benny wondered why Tom even needed him for such a simple job.
“Look!” Benny said. “Here are some albums with pictures of the castle a long time ago.”
Benny got the boring work out of the way quickly. He dusted off old books and boxed them. Then he picked up a big green leather photo album. Inside were old black-and-white photos taken around Drummond Castle. There were some boys his very own age on ponies in front of the castle stable. There was a beautiful greenhouse with a wedding party posed in front of it.
Then, in one photo, Benny saw a familiar face. “Come here,” he called out to Henry and his sisters. “Doesn’t this look like Mr. Tooner?” He pointed to a thin young man with a serious look on his face.
“I think it is,” Jessie said. “And, look, he’s holding a violin in the picture. There seems to be some kind of square dance out in the stables.”
Violet took a look. “I don’t think that could be the Stradivarius — not at a country dance.”
“Aw, shucks,” Benny said. “Why not?”
“Sorry, Benny,” Violet said. “This looks like a fine fiddle Mr. Tooner is holding, but he’s playing with other country musicians in this picture. They wouldn’t use rare instruments.”
“Nuts!” Benny said.
Jessie wanted to cheer up Benny. “Well, there is a clue in the picture staring right at you.”
“What is it, Jessie? Tell me. Please,” Benny begged.
“It’s Mr. Tooner, of course. Now we know that he plays the violin. Maybe he’s the one we have heard playing.”
“I still wish this was the violin everybody is looking for,” Benny said. “Maybe I’ll find an even better clue.”
Benny didn’t have to wait long for a better clue. In fact, he was holding one right in his hands. “What does this paper say, Jessie? It fell out of one of the books Tom told me to pack. I can read print but not handwriting. Can you read it to me?”
Jessie took a look at the paper Benny was holding. “Hmm. I’m not sure what this is, some sort of map. I guess we should have Carrie take a look at it.”
The other children looked over Jessie’s shoulder as she turned the map this way and that.
“It looks like someone was trying to scribble down directions,” Henry said when he studied the paper.
“Directions to what?” Benny wanted to know.
“I can’t figure it out,” Henry said. “Maybe it’s nothing much. But why don’t we try to match up some of the places on this map?”
“Hooray!” Benny said. “I like following maps.”
With an adventure ahead of them, the Aldens finished their work in no time. Soon the windows of the great room sparkled. And Benny had a box of books for Tom when he came in to get them.
“Still here, I see.” As usual Tom had an annoyed look on his face when he spoke to the children.
“We were careful with all these old things,” Jessie explained. “Benny was especially careful with the books you wanted.”
“Fine, fine,” Tom said. “Well, move along then. I have work to finish in here myself. Carrie said to tell you to take the rest of the morning off if you’re finished. So you can leave now.”
“That’s what we were about to do,” Violet said. “We just need to help Jessie and Henry gather up the window-washing things.”
Tom seemed to want the room to himself. He shifted from one foot to the other until the children finally left.
Carrie was sitting at the kitchen table going through old papers when the children returned there.
“Look what Violet found!” Benny flashed Sandy’s charm bracelet in front of Carrie. “It was on one of the chairs that was covered up.”
Carrie sighed. “Ah, that Sandy. She’s always leaving things around. She starts a job, then next thing I know she begins something else. I really wish the foundation had sent someone over who was already trained. Or that there were more Aldens to go around!”
“Don’t tell that to Tom Brady,” Henry said as he dumped the water bucket into the sink. “He seems to think there are already too many Aldens. He couldn’t wait to shoo us out of the great hall.”
“He didn’t give Benny so much as a thank-you for packing up all those books for him,” Jessie said.
Carrie got up from her work to give Benny a big squeeze. “Well, here’s a hug and a thank-you, Benny,” Carrie said. “I guess Tom just likes to be by himself. I’m sure he appreciates what you did. I find that many people who work with old things like to work alone. I suppose Tom enjoys browsing through all the books he finds to see what treasures they might hold.”
Benny waved the paper they had found in one of the books. “Here’s a treasure we found in an old book. It’s a map, and we’re going to see where it goes.”
Carrie checked the paper to see if it was old or valuable. “I bet that’s something William Drummond drew up for his children. Like that drawing inside the suit of armor. He was always sending his children on treasure hunts. So go ahead,” Carrie said cheerfully. “But save the paper. I doubt it’s valuable, but when you’re finished with it I’ll file it away with some of the other personal papers I’ve found. That looks like a morning’s adventure.”
“I sure hope so!” Benny cried. |