"Carey, M.V. - The Three Investigators 23 - The Mystery of the Invisible Dog" - читать интересную книгу автора (Carey M.V) Pete dashed for the stairs. He was almost at the bottom when a policeman appeared at the back of the courtyard.
"Okay, buddy!" shouted the cop. "Hold it right there or I'll let you have it!" A second policeman came pelting into the court. Pete saw that both men had drawn their guns. He froze where he was on the stairway and raised his hands in the air! 2 The Search in the Night "MIKE," said the younger of the two policemen, "I don't think he's the guy." "Dark windbreaker, light-coloured trousers," said the other policeman. "He could have tossed that ski mask somewhere." "The man with the ski mask ran through here and out the front gate," said Pete quickly "I saw him." Jupe and Bob came down the stairs with Mr Prentice. "This young man has been with me for the last half hour," said Prentice to the policeman. Sirens screamed as patrol cars converged on the area. "C'mon," said the younger officer. "We're wasting time." The two policemen hurried out through the front gate, just as the door to Mrs Bortz's apartment opened. "Mr Prentice, what have these boys been up to?" demanded Mrs Bortz. On the right side of the court, a door opened and a young man stumbled out. He was rubbing his eyes, as if just awakened. Jupe looked at him and started slightly. "What is it?" whispered Bob. "Nothing," said Jupe. "I'll tell you later." "Mr Prentice, you did not answer me!" snapped Mrs Bortz. "What have these boys been up to?" "It's no concern of yours," said Prentice. "The police are searching for someone--some felon, no doubt--who ran in from the back alley and then went out through the front gate." "A burglar," said the young man who had come from the apartment beyond the pool. He was wearing a dark sweater and light tan trousers, and his bare feet had been shoved into sneakers. Jupe, who prided himself on his ability to notice details, saw that the young man's lank, dark hair hadn't been washed recently. He was hardly taller than Pete and was extremely thin. "Sonny Elmquist, you're so clever!" said Mrs Bortz. "How do you know it's a burglar they're looking for?" The young man named Sonny Elmquist swallowed nervously, and his Adam's apple bobbed above the top of his sweater. "What else could it be?" he asked. |
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