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    Haunting of Horse Island
    Haunting of Horse Island
    Haunting of Horse Island
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    Haunting of Horse Island

    By Carolyn Keene

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    An invitation to a rustic retreat in upstate New York seems like a dream come true until a series of threatening messages, a poisoned picnic, and tales of a haunted mansion send many of the island patrons away, but Nancy is determined to stay and uncover the truth.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAladdin
    Release dateSep 10, 2013
    ISBN9781481404068
    Haunting of Horse Island
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    Carolyn Keene

    Carolyn Keene is the author of the ever-popular Nancy Drew books.

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      This is a great book ! I loved it. I rate it 5/5.when Nancy and her friends go to a friends resort they find many odd happenings.

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    Haunting of Horse Island - Carolyn Keene

    Contents

    1 A Mountain Retreat

    2 Uninvited Guests

    3 Island Lore

    4 Horsing Around

    5 Ghost Stories

    6 A Visit to Horse Island

    7 A Temporary Residence

    8 The Island’s Inhabitants

    9 Rescued

    10 Unjust Desserts

    11 Suspicions

    12 Follow That Car!

    13 A Trap Is Sprung

    14 Shots Are Fired

    15 Face-to-Face

    16 Now . . . for the Vacation

    1

    A Mountain Retreat

    Just think! said Bess Marvin from the back seat of the car Nancy Drew was driving. A whole week at Triple Tree Lake. Swimming, sunning, eating—and no scary mysteries to solve!

    Nancy eased the car the girls had rented around a curve in the road and winked at Bess’s cousin George Fayne, who was in the passenger seat next to her. That’s right, Nancy said. Unless, of course, the ghosts decide to cause trouble!

    What? Bess cried, her blue eyes wide. She leaned forward and hung her elbows over the front seat. Nobody ever told me there were ghosts at the Steadman Resort! George, is that why they asked us to come—so Nancy could solve their ghost mystery? She hooked some loose strands of straw blond hair behind her ear and looked worriedly at her cousin.

    George turned and grinned at Bess. Those ghost rumors have been around for years. They’re just crazy stories someone made up. No, my dad and Mr. Steadman have been friends since college. Mr. and Mrs. Steadman called and invited my parents to come for a week, but Mom and Dad couldn’t make it. So they invited me and two friends.

    I’m looking forward to doing absolutely nothing but having fun, Nancy admitted.

    Well, you deserve a rest! Bess said, thumping Nancy on the shoulder. You’ve been jumping from one case to the next for a long time. It exhausts me just to think about all the detective work you’ve done lately!

    Nancy gazed out at the forested hills that surrounded them. The wind rushed through the open window, snatched at her reddish blond hair, and whirled it around her shoulders. Upstate New York is really beautiful, she commented. Just look—green as far as the eye can see.

    But what about these ghosts? Bess pressed. Is the Steadman Resort really haunted?

    No, George said, tying a blue bandanna around her short, curly hair to keep it from blowing in the breeze. But there is an island in the lake—Horse Island—that people say is haunted. Of course, it’s not.

    There was a drowning in the lake years ago, Nancy said. Isn’t that what you told me, George?

    George nodded and said, Several people have claimed to have seen the ghosts of the drowning victims out near the island.

    Bess shivered and then sat back in her seat again, folding her arms. "I’m not even going to think about ghosts. All I want to do is rest, eat, and get a tan."

    Good idea, Nancy agreed, her blue eyes smiling at Bess in the rearview mirror.

    We’re almost there, George said, consulting her map.

    Look, there’s a sign, Nancy said, slowing the car. ‘Steadman Resort on Triple Tree Lake.’ The arrow points left. Nancy turned onto a narrow dirt road.

    Wow, we’re really in the deep woods now, Bess said. She took a breath and let it out with a sigh. Don’t you love the smell of the trees and earth? It smells so—well, healthy or something.

    Nancy drove the silver car deeper into the forest. Birch and pine trees loomed tall and thick over the road and allowed only a slight filtering of late afternoon sunlight to sift to the ground. The road was rough and uneven with exposed roots. The car pitched slightly from side to side as it made its way up and over hillocks.

    Finally they pulled into a sunny clearing, where a large sign loomed over them: Welcome to the Steadman Resort on Beautiful Triple Tree Lake.

    All right! cried Bess. It was a long drive, but we made it!

    They rounded a bend, and the lake, blue and crystal clear, came into view. Oh, man, the lake is beautiful! George exclaimed. Anyone for a swim?

    Nancy laughed. Hold on, George. We’ve got to check in at the lodge and find our cottage and unpack—

    And don’t forget food! Bess added. By the time we get all that done, we’ll be ready for dinner!

    George grinned and held up her hands in defeat. Okay, okay, I give up, she said. Hey, there’s the lodge and dining room, she pointed out as she read the sign on a large log building up ahead. Rattan furniture was positioned on the porch that wrapped around the lodge, and several guests were relaxing there in the shade. Nancy parked the car, and the girls piled out and stretched their stiff muscles.

    Well, this must be George Fayne! a voice called out. The same short, curly brown hair and brown eyes I remember when she was a baby.

    A balding, portly man dressed in tan slacks and a blue knit shirt walked toward them with a big smile on his face.

    Mr. Steadman! George said. My dad has shown me pictures of you!

    Probably from my leaner days, he chuckled. And call me Henry. Come on inside. Ruth is working at the desk.

    Henry held the door open as the girls trooped into the lodge. The registration desk was just inside the entrance. Beyond it was a lounge with comfortable sofas and dark wood tables strewn with magazines. A large stone fireplace took up the far wall. The room smelled of wood and good food. To the left was the entrance to the dining room, and the girls could see attractively set tables in front of large picture windows that overlooked the lake.

    A petite, dark-haired woman stood behind the tall registration desk.

    Ruth, little George Fayne is here! Henry announced to his wife.

    Tall, athletic George laughed. Not so little anymore, she said, and she shook hands with the smiling woman.

    Ruth Steadman greeted her warmly. "George, we’re sorry your mom and dad couldn’t make it, but we’re so pleased that you came."

    Henry and Ruth, this is my cousin Bess Marvin and my good friend Nancy Drew, George said.

    Good to meet you, girls, Henry said.

    Ruth nodded and said, We’ve put you in cottage seventeen, which is down the road a little and right next to the lake. I think you’ll like it.

    We love it already, said George. It’s beautiful here.

    Good! Henry boomed. That’s what we like to hear.

    Just as long as we don’t run into any ghosts, Bess said lightly. People I like; ghosts I don’t care for.

    Henry and Ruth Steadman glanced worriedly at each other, and Nancy was immediately curious.

    Nancy is a well-known detective, you know, Bess continued. Hanging around with her has gotten us into some pretty scary situations.

    Yes, Henry said, turning to Nancy. I’ve heard of your talent for solving mysteries, Ms. Drew. It’s exciting to meet someone with your reputation.

    Thank you, Nancy said modestly.

    There really aren’t ghosts here, are there? Bess asked, trying in vain to keep her voice casual.

    Henry forced a smile. There have been stories about ghosts on Horse Island for a long time, he admitted. But I certainly don’t believe in ghosts, do you?

    Well, not exactly, Bess said. That is, I’ve never personally seen a real ghost, and I was hoping I never would.

    I’m sure we won’t see any ghosts, Nancy reassured Bess. She wished she knew why the Steadmans seemed so nervous. Surely they didn’t believe that the island was haunted. We’ve come to relax and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

    Well, you’ve come to the right place, Henry said. Have a good week, and don’t be strangers. Are you going to eat your meals here at the lodge or cook in your cottage?

    We’ll probably eat here, George said.

    The special tonight is fried chicken, Ruth told them. "Otis, our cook, fixes it so crunchy and tender that it melts in your

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