Five Get into Trouble (Famous Five)
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Julian, Dick, Anne, George and Timmy the dog find excitement and adventure wherever they go in Enid Blyton's most popular series. In book eight, the Famous Five need to find their friend Dick who, mistaken for somebody else, has been kidnapped. But when the gang finally track him down to a lonely, abandoned house, they too are seized and held captive. Miles from home and help, how will the intrepid Five get themselves out of this mess? This edition features the text from the Classic edition and contains the original cover art and inside drawings by Eileen Soper.
shan’t be prisoners at all!’ ‘Oh � that really is a good idea,’ said Anne, cuddling herself up in a blanket. ‘You’d better go and get into the cupboard now, Julian, before we’re locked up for the night!’ Julian blew out the lamp. He tiptoed to the door and opened it. He left it ajar. He went into the passage and fumbled his way to where he knew the cupboard should be. Ah � there it was. He pulled at the handle and the door opened silently. He slipped inside and left the door open just a crack,
kids go, Rooky.’ ‘Not till we’ve finished our plans,’ said Rooky fiercely, still nursing his hand. ‘Keep ‘em all prisoners here! We shan’t be long before our jobs are done. And what’s more I’m going to take that little rat there off with me when I go! Ha! I’ll teach him a few things � and his father too.’ Timmy growled again. He was straining at George’s hand. She had him firmly by the collar. Richard trembled when he heard Rooky’s threats about him. Tears ran down his face. ‘Yes � you can
savoury stew. ‘A little revenge for our behaviour by the hen-run,’ murmured Julian softly. ‘Well, well � I thought better than this of Aggie. I wonder where she is.’ She came out of the kitchen door at that moment, carrying a washing-basket that appeared to be full of clothes. ‘I’ll just hang these out, Hunchy, and I’ll be back,’ she called to him. She turned to the children and gave them a broad wink. ‘There’s your dinner on the window-sill,’ she said. ‘Get it and take it somewhere to eat.
time! You take them down to the gate, Perton, and shove them out before the police arrive. They’ll probably set off thankfully and get lost in the dark. So much the better.’ ‘You get the sparklers then, and see to them,’ said Mr Perton, and Julian heard him getting up from his chair. The boy darted back to the kitchen. It looked as if there would be nothing for it but to let themselves be led down to the gates and shoved out and Julian decided that if that happened they would wait at the
she won’t be back for a week or two.’ Joanna was the cook. The children were all very fond of her, and had been sorry to find her missing when they had arrived for the holidays. ‘We can look after ourselves,’ said Dick. ‘Anne is quite a good little cook.’ ‘I can help too,’ said George. Her real name was Georgina, but everyone called her George. Her mother smiled. ‘Oh George � last time you boiled an egg you left it in the saucepan till it boiled dry! I don’t think the others would like your