mentioned it to you, Jim. And furthermore....” Trixie stopped, put her hand over her mouth, and looked quickly at Honey.
“Furthermore, what?” Jim asked. “What were you going to say?”
“Shall I tell him?” Trixie asked Honey.
“You might as well. You’ve been dying to for hours.”
“Tell me what?”
“I’ll show you.”
Trixie opened her straw handbag and found the folded paper. “What do you think of this? The Mexican woman at the airport tucked it into my purse. Honey and I found it last night. It was written in Spanish. Miss Trask translated it for us. What do you think of it?”
Jim read the couplets through hurriedly, then passed the paper on to Brian. He looked puzzled.
“It sounds like something out of Alice in Wonderland,” he said. “It has just about as much sense as the Jabberwocky.’ What do you think, Brian?”
“I think it was about time that woman left the country,” Brian replied, handing the paper back to Trixie. “They probably put her in a straitjacket when she got to Mexico City.”
Trixie limped over to the sofa, sat down, and put her leg up to rest. “You couldn’t be more mistaken,” she said solemnly. “I was impressed with the prophecy from the very start. Now I’m convinced it isn’t any joke. It’s real.”
“What are you talking about?” Honey asked.
“Just this—if you haven’t noticed it. Look at the very first two lines. ‘Great-headed man’... that’s the cab driver who thought he knew it all. ‘Shaded road’... that’s the road through the park. ‘A horse’s cry’... well, that horse whinnied like mad when the man grabbed the reins. What more do you want from a prophecy?” Trixie looked about her triumphantly.
“Trixie Belden, you can read anything into two lines that you want to read!” Brian said impatiently. “Look at all the rest of it. What do you make of all the rest of the crazy things on the paper?”
“I don’t know, but I’m sure going to find out,” Trixie stated firmly. “Jim, you think there’s some sense to it, don’t you?”
“I didn’t at first. It’s beginning to get through to me, though. Say, Trixie... it’s terrific!”
“I know it,” Trixie said happily. “Barbara and Bob and Ned would think so, too, if they knew about it.”
“Don’t worry.” Honey spoke a little sharply. “You’ll let them in on it just as you did Jim and Brian, when the right time comes.”
Trixie’s face fell. Honey ran to her quickly and dropped on her knees beside the sofa. “Oh, Trixie, I wasn’t criticizing you. I think you should tell the others. It’ll be heaps of fun to watch what happens from now on.”
“The trouble with the darned thing,” Brian mused, “is that we can’t figure out what it means till after it’s happened.”
“That’s right. I don’t like all the ‘guns’ and ‘dangers’ and ‘bewares’ that run through the thing.” Jim shook his head as though he’d like to clear his brain. “What’s the matter with me, anyway? You’d think I really believed in it!”
Time passed quickly as they discussed the prophecy. Much later, Brian walked to the window and looked out. “The rest of the gang is back from the zoo. The cab’s just stopping down in front to let them out. Tell them, Trixie, and see what they think.” Barbara and Bob, Ned, Diana, Dan, and Mart burst through the door of the apartment, all talking and laughing at once.
“Gosh, the zoo was the greatest!” Bob said happily. “How are you feeling, Trixie?” He looked at Trixie with concern. “What did her knee look like, Brian?” Barbara slipped off her shoes and curled up in a chair. “You look a lot better, Trixie,” she said, “but kind of queer. You look funny—odd....”
“Yeah, what’s up?” Mart asked curiously. “Come °n, give!”
So Trixie and Honey, talking together, told them about the prophecy and let them read it. Jim called their attention to its application to the incident outside the