The Mystery of the Spiteful Letters

Bets and Pip were waiting impatiently for Larry, Daisy and Fatty to come. Bets was on the window-seat of the playroom looking anxiously out of the window.“I wish they’d buck up,” she said. “After all, they came home from boarding-school yesterday, and they’ve had plenty of time to come along. I do want to know if Fatty’s got any more disguises and things.”“I suppose you think there’ll be another first-class mystery for us to solve these hols,” said Pip. “Golly, that was a wizard one we had in the Christmas hols, wasn’t it?”“Yes,” said Bets. “A bit too wizard. I wouldn’t really mind not having a mystery these hols.”“Bets! And I thought you were such a keen detective!” said Pip. “Don’t you want to be a Find-Outer any more?”