Secret Seven Fireworks

‘Susie! You little horror!’ said Jack, angrily. ‘Singing like that in the street about the Secret Seven! Falling to bits! You don’t know what you’re talking about.’‘Oh, I do,’ said Susie, skipping in front of them now. ‘I know you haven’t met for ages—I know Jack’s lost his badge—I know you can’t use Peter’s shed for meeting-places—I know . . .’Peter, Janet and Jack glared at the smiling, irritating Susie.‘What do you mean—you know we can’t use our shed?’ demanded Peter. ‘You’ve been snooping.’‘No, I haven’t. My ball went over your wall, Peter, and I ran to get it—and I saw your shed full of onions! Onions!’ Susie laughed loudly. ‘So I knew you couldn’t be meeting there—and I’ve a very particular reason for asking if the Secret Seven is still going on or not.’