Candleshoe Page #3

remember.

Feel you've seen the old lady before with

all that seems familiar, and then hint the secret

hiding place.

All right, Harry.

Now as soon as you settled in, you

start looking for the second clue

straight off.

And do you remember the first one?

Yeah.

For the sunrise student there is

treasure among the books.

Don't you memorise it?

For the sunrise student there is treasure

among the books, Okay?

Now what I figure is that the second

clue should be somewhere in the library

Yeah. Where in the library?

You stupid little nit, if I knew where,

I wouldn't be sending you

look for it, Would I?

You just have to go through every

book to find it.

Oh, me?

There it is, Candleshoe.

What a shack!

Remember, you like banana, short bread

and rice pudding.

And I hate liver, spinach,and boiled fish,

relax, Harry.

Right.

Right.

Harry, Harold W. Bundage to see

the lady St. Edmund by appointment,

Yes, ladyship is expecting you,

sir.

Your hat, sir.

If you wait here for a moment,

I'll tell her ladyship you've arrived.

Ah, there he is.

Captain Joshua St. Edmund himself.

What if he was clever with his gold

and his clues?

But he didn't know he was coming up

against Harry Bundage.

We'll see who comes out on top,

you know me.

You step this way,

her ladyship will see you now.

Be careful for your step, sir.

Four hundred years polishing, it is

a trifling slippery.

You ought to have a warning.

Yes, sir. Thank you, it will

be suggested to her ladyship.

Mr. Bundage, my lady.

How do you do Mr. Bundage?

Charmed, I'm sure.

This is Miss Brown, Miss

Casey Brown.

Hi.

How do you do?

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Thank you, indeed.

Vow, what did you get out here?

How many rooms?

I haven't counted them.

Would you serve the tea, please,

Priory?

Tea, Mr. Bundage?

Oh, yes, please.

How do you like it?

Milk, please, and two teeny meeny lumps.

Two teeny meeny lumps.

Miss Brown?

Oh, you got a cherry cola?

I'm afraid not, my lady.

A glass of lemonade, perhaps.

Eh, right, lemonade would be fine.

Now, then, Mr. Bundage?

Ah, well, my lady, I'm a private

investigator. I was engaged to a case of

fifteen year old girl who ran away

from her aptolis angelis. And quite by

chance I came across

a dossier of this little girl. She has a

scar on her forehead and another on

her shoulder.

I understand your little granddaughter

injured her head when she fell off a pony

and tore her shoulder one some

barbed wire.

Thanks.

So you brought her to me. I wonder

why? There is no reward, you know.

It would be sufficient reward for me

your ladyship to know that I restored

your long lost daughter to you.

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