Stories of Mystery

“Read, read, read. That's all I can say.””

— Unknown

“Not many girls would have used their wits the way you did," the officer observed.””

— Unknown

“Again time elapsed.””

— Unknown

“I'm Fred Mathews””

— Unknown

“Pretty,” she commented to herself. “Oh, why can’t all people be nice like this scenery and not make trouble?””

— Unknown

“Meanwhile, the cake had cooled and Grace started to spread the chocolate frosting. “Suppose you two go into the living room and wait,” she suggested. “I’ll bring in the cake and tea.” Nancy followed Allison to the adjoining room. Although it was comfortable, the room did not contain much furniture. The floor had been painted and was scantily covered with handmade rag rugs. With the exception of an old-fashioned sofa, an inexpensive table, a few straight-backed chairs and an old oil stove which furnished heat in cold weather, there was little else in the room. However, dainty white curtains covered the windows, and Nancy realized that although the Hoovers were poor, they had tried hard to make their home attractive.””

— Unknown

“Becomingly dressed in a tan cotton suit, Nancy set off in her convertible for the shopping district. She drove down the boulevard, and upon reaching the more congested streets, made her way skillfully through heavy traffic, then pulled into a parking lot. “I think I’ll try Taylor’s Department Store first for a dress,” she decided. Taylor’s was one of River Heights’ finest stores. Nancy purchased several items for Hannah on the main floor, then went directly to the misses’ wearing apparel section on the second floor. Usually Nancy had no trouble finding a sales-clerk. But this particular morning seemed to be an especially busy one in the department, and an extra rush of customers had temporarily overwhelmed the sales force.””

— Unknown

“luncheon check, the three arose and left the dining””

— Unknown

“Why, you poor dear!” the housekeeper exclaimed in concern. “What happened? I’ll fix you something right away.” As the two prepared a chicken sandwich, some cocoa, and Hannah cut a large slice of cinnamon cake over which she poured hot applesauce, Nancy told of her adventures.””

— Unknown