"Arthur, Robert - The Three Investigators 001 - The Secret of Terror Castle" - читать интересную книгу автора (Arthur Robert)

and you, Bob,Ф Jupiter went on, Уas long as you are
going to be at the library tomorrow, look in the old
newspaper and magazine files for information about
He Wrote two wordsЧTerror CastleЧon the back
of one of the business cards and handed it to Bob. The
other boy read it and gulped.
УAll right, Jupe,Ф he said. УIf you say so.Ф
УThe Three Investigators are now in business,Ф
Jupiter announced, looking satisfied. УCarry a supply
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of our cards with you at all times. They will be your
credentials. And tomorrow every man will do his duty,
come what may.Ф
2
A Fateful Interview
WELL BEFORE THE Rolls-Royce was due to arrive at
The Jones Salvage Yard the following morning, Pete
and Jupiter were standing outside the big iron gates,
waiting. They both wore their Sunday suits, with
white shirts and neckties. Their hair was plastered into
place and their faces glowed pink through their
normal tan. Even their fingernails glowed from the
application of a stiff brush.
But when at last the big car arrived, its gleam far
outshone theirs. It was a Rolls-Royce of rather ancient
vintage, with huge headlights like snare drums and a
tremendously long hood. The body was square and
box-like. But all the trimmingЧeven the bumpersЧ
was gold-plated, and it gleamed like jewellery. The
black body. shone with such a deep lustre it was
almost a mirror.
УGolly,Ф Pete said reverently as the car came
towards them. УIt looks like a car a billionaire, a
hundred and ten years old would ride in.Ф
УThe Rolls-Royce is the most expensive regular
production model car in the world,Ф Jupiter said.
УThis one was originally built for a rich Arabian sheik
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of luxurious tastes. Now the company uses it mostly
for publicity purposes.Ф
The car came to a stop, and the chauffeur whipped
out of the front seat. He was a lean, powerfully built
man more than six feet tall, with a long, good-
humoured face. He removed his chauffeurТs cap and
addressed Jupiter.
УMaster Jones?Ф he said. УI am Worthington, the
chauffeur.Ф
УUhЧglad to meet you, Mr. Worthington,Ф Jupiter
said. УBut call me Jupiter, like everybody else.Ф
УPlease. sir.Ф Worthington looked pained. УYou