Nancy, an attractive titian blond, grinned up at her friend.

Do act mysterious. It always keeps them coming back for more.

We could certainly use a detective. And I've got to hand it to you, Nancy - you sure can keep your head.

I'll wire the International Federation of American Homing Pigeon Fanciers and give them the number stamped on the bird's leg ring.

Luther, bring the gatekeeper quickly!" Bell ordered. "Just how did you get in, Miss Drew?" "I came in at the entrance," Nancy replied. "The larkspur is beautiful.

Bell seated himself behind the desk, motioning for Nancy to stand opposite him. There was tense silence for a moment. Then Bell reached for a desk telephone. "I am going to call the police, Miss Drew, and turn you over to them on a charge of trespassing, breaking, and entering with an attempt to steal." "I wish you would," Nancy replied. "if it is possible over that dummy telephone.

I don't promise to forget the mystery, but I know I'll have a marvelous time.