The Mystery of the Cupboard. Lynne Banks Reid

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       For my family.

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       6. Pouring the Lead

       7. The Day of the Parade

       8. The Old Bottle

       9. Frederick

       10. Patrick

       11. Tom

       12. Jenny

       13. The Fall

       14. The Cupboard

       15. In the Cashbox

       16. The Jewel Case

       17. A Sudden Emergency

       18. The Sleeping Lady

       19. Maria’s Bequest

       Epilogue: A Funeral – and After

       About the Author

       Also by the Author

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

       1

       The Longhouse

      “But Mum, I don’t want to move house again!”

      Omri’s mother stared at him with her mouth slightly ajar. She turned away for a moment as if she simply couldn’t think of a thing to say, and then swiftly turned back.

      “Omri, you know what, you’re incredible. Ever since we moved here you’ve done nothing but moan. You hated the district, you hated the street, you hated the house—”

      “I never said I hated the house! I like the house. I love the garden. Anyway, even if I did hate it, I wouldn’t want to move. All that packing and general hassle last time, it was awful! Why do we have to move again?”

      “Listen, darling. You remember the freak storm?”

      Omri stared at her. Remember it? Could anyone who’d survived it possibly ever forget it?

      “Stupid me, of course you do, I only meant— well, it wrecked the greenhouse—”

      “It wrecked my room—”

      “The chimney fell off, the roof had to be—”

      “But Mum, that was all months ago. It’s all been mended, pretty well.”

      “At vast cost,” put in his father, who was sitting at the breakfast-room table writing out a description of their house. It was coming home unexpectedly early and catching his father on the phone to an estate agent that had tipped Omri off that his parents were thinking about selling and moving.

      “Yes, and now with a new roof and everything, it’s a good time to sell. Besides, Dad really hates living in town.”

      Now it was Omri’s turn to have his mouth hanging open.

      “You mean we’re not going to live in London?”

      “No. We’re going to live in the country.”

      Omri sat up sharply. “The country!” he almost shouted, as dismayed as if his father had announced they were going to live at the bottom of the sea.

      “Yes, dear, the country,” said his mother. “That big green place with all the trees - you know, you’ve seen it through the car window when we’ve been racing from one hideous town to another.”

      Omri ignored her sarcasm. “Would it be Kent?” His best friend, Patrick, lived in Kent.

      “No.”

      That put the lid on any thoughts that it might not be so bad.

      “But - but - are we just moving because of Dad?”

      “Certainly not,” his father said promptly. “We’re also moving because the local high school, which your brothers already go to and which you will, in theory, be starting at in September, is a sink. It’s enough that two of my sons come home two days out of five looking as if they’ve fallen under a bus. It’s enough that Gillon’s marks are in steady decline. I’m not going to compound my mistake by sending you there too.”

      But Omri

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