The Camp Fire Girls Solve a Mystery; Or, The Christmas Adventure at Carver House
Author: Hildegard G. Frey Genre: LiteratureThe Camp Fire Girls Solve a Mystery; Or, The Christmas Adventure at Carver House
ver plans they had formed were driven entirely out of their minds by the appearance of the footprints on the stairs. Nyo
d a runner to cover the front stairs to keep them from being scratched. The stretch from the upstairs to the landing she had covered with a strip of rag carpet, a
ith startling distinctness. They began on the third step from the top and appeared on every other step from then on to the bottom. All three were the prints of a right foot. No heel
er search revealed him down in the basement, coaxing up the furnace, and there was nothing the matter with his feet. The Captain was with him and he likewise disclaimed a cu
ey both called out
ou has the cut
Not I," s
im. "Did somebod
pointing to the mark
nd, or the Captain," said Jus
yoda. "I asked them. They're down in
with a shoe on," said Ju
last night!" exclaimed Nyoda in a startled
tone, and the Captain came hard on his heels. The girls came running down from above to see what the commot
ed Hinpoha with
nothing was amiss. Every piece was still in its place. Neither had the sterling silver candlesticks on top of the sideboard been disturbed. A thorough search through the house revealed
he thing had resolved itself into a mystery, and everyone looked at
point, the man was going downstairs, but they begin in the middle of the stairway. Cle
anding closely, but soon looked around
in this way." He examined all the rest of the windows on the first floor, and found them all latched and their latches undisturbed. The doors, too, were locked from th
Nyoda. "There were about a dozen open in the various bedrooms. The window
at the thought of the mysterious intruder comi
me down from upstairs; he must have come in through this window on the landing," she said decidedly, going up to the window and looking it over sharply for a
ore no marks of an instrument. The mystery grew deeper. How could those footprints have
brain had been working hard on the puzzle, "but his foot didn't begin
his toe off, probably," suggested Just
cts in the case. A man goes down a stairway. The first half of his descent is shrouded in oblivion; half way down he begins to leave bloody footprints. There is only one answer, gentlemen; the one which occurred to me immediately. It is this: Upon reaching the landing the mysterious descender suddenly remembe
d Katherine, and then she laughed with the r
argument that disproves my
your theory was correct we'd have
ears with their hands. The Captain
hwah. "Your man went barefoot after he cut
stice. "Now you've 'done
leed through his shoe?" a
ed shoe, like a sneaker, and stepped on some broken glass that went right through t
d Nyoda, puzzled. "There isn't
him supply missing details. "The man undoubtedly got in through the upstairs window and out the same way. H
ing plane coming after him," said Justice, and then dodged
e called it a day when that happened and went off withou
ht, "do you think it could have been Hercules? H
ts like Robinson Crusoe looking at Friday's, and talking about burglars, and wracking our brains wondering where he came in, and it must have been Hercules all the while. He cut his foot and came in to get som
there was a stamping of feet on the back doorstep, a tapping on the do
thless smile at the sight of her. "Mighty nippy dis mawnin'." He shi
lapping felt slippers which Hercules invariably wore, bursting out on all sides, would have left a mark twice the size of the myst
ifteen could hurt
t there was no possibility of Her
use, looked around for the breakfast which should be set
" he inquired good-
le excitement this morning and forgot all about b
cules anxiously. "Did
thought at first it might have been you, coming to get something for your cold, but I see now that it is imp
hot drink you-all gave me to take, an' never woke up till de sun starts shinin' dis mawnin'. Feelin'
truth. When Hercules was trying to conceal somethi
kindly. Then, as Hercules hobbled toward the stove sh
old jints is gittin' plumb rusted." He launched into a detailed description of the various pains caused by hi
ed in and took a look at t
e said, scratching his
h the window on the stair landing, but that hadn't been touched, so we decided he must have come in through one of th
lling wildly in his head and his legs threatened to collapse under him. He sat heavily down on a chair and began to r
after old Herc'les for takin' dat shutter down. Debbil
fright. Nyoda and Sherry looke
th him?" asked Nyoda,
fence. You remember Uncle Jasper mentioned in his diary that he told Jasper if he ever took that shutter down the devil would come in through the
e table, but he ate scarcely anything, and still tremb
ull of superstition. If he throws many more such fits, I suppose I'll
ore holes in that casement. Hercules will be all right ag
akfast, and forget all abo