The Mystery at Lilac Inn (Nancy Drew, Book 4)
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Nancy and her friend Helen visit their friend Emily Willouby at the Lilac Inn, which Emily now owns, to help her plan her wedding. Emily plans on selling inherited diamonds in order to help fix up the Lilac Inn. However, Nancy soon learns that someone has been impersonating her and making expensive purchases under her name. Soon after, Emily's diamonds are stolen! Can Nancy find the thieves and recover the missing diamonds?
Turning to Nancy, she said, “Someone has tried to throw suspicion on you. But why?” “I don’t know,” Nancy replied. “If that’s the case, I wonder if that woman who bumped me might be in league with the jewel thief.” To herself she added, “Maybe my impersonator is trying to throw suspicion on me!” She paid the boy for the paper, then asked him and the others if they had noticed the woman. Unfortunately none of them had. Nancy suggested that they have the new-found stone appraised, so the group
constant danger.” Nancy said she realized this. “I’ll be on my guard every minute,” she promised. “And keep my eyes and ears open for any more ‘blue pipe’ messages.” The young detective went across the room to hug her father. “Dad, it’s so helpful to talk everything over with you.” Mr. Drew looked at his daughter keenly. “There’s something else on your mind. Want to tell me?” He had observed a troubled expression come over Nancy’s pretty features. Now she replied, “Yes. Dad, what’s your
the feeling he had deliberately evaded her question. “I wonder if there are any distinguishing footprints,” he said, changing the subject. Nancy frowned as she looked at the soft earth. There was a print—a peculiar one which she recognized—clearly outlined. It had been made by a skin diver’s flipper. Nancy’s mind flashed back to the night before, when she had left for the lilac grove. John’s cottage had been dark. Maybe he had been sleeping. If not, where had he been? “John,” she said, looking
possible suspect in the mystery? Was she the person who had typed the envelope containing Nancy’s charge plate? “I’ll check,” Nancy determined. She went upstairs and knocked on Maud’s bedroom door. It was flung open by the director. “Yes?” she snapped. “May I come in?” Nancy asked. Grudgingly, Maud allowed Nancy to enter and the detective saw that a suitcase was nearly packed. On a desk stood Maud’s typewriter, with a blank piece of paper in the roller. “Well, Nancy, what do you want?” Maud
Emily.” The three girls went to the parking lot where John awaited them at the wheel of the jeep. “Hold onto your hats!” he called. His three hatless passengers grinned as they hopped into the rear seat. The vehicle shot forward and turned into a dirt lane. Soon they were driving among groves of apple and peach trees. At Emily’s request, John stopped the jeep near an apple tree. She got out to examine the leafy branches. “We’ll have an abundant crop this season,” she commented. “There are lots