The Mystery of the Purple Pool

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Authors: Gertrude Chandler Warner
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the lobby and spoke to each guest who was upset. When things were quieter Jessie said, “I think we should go back to our rooms and try to figure out what is going on here.”
    â€œI said right away there was a mystery,” Benny said, proudly.
    Back in the suite, Henry got some paper and a pencil. “I’ll write down everything that’s been strange since we got here.”
    Jessie began, “Well, first of all our reservation had been cancelled. And there were no bellhops.”
    â€œAnd then, before we went into our rooms, a man was complaining to the maid, Lucille. He said she hadn’t cleaned his room. But she said she had,” Violet noted.
    â€œAnd then, that Karen Walsh poked her head out of her door and listened,” Benny added.
    â€œAnd the pool was dyed purple,” Jessie said.
    â€œAnd you liked Mike,” Violet said, grinning.
    â€œI didn’t, and that is not part of the mystery,” Jessie replied.
    â€œYou forgot the man who always wears sunglasses,” Henry said.
    â€œRight! And the salt and sugar were mixed up in the coffee shop,” Violet went on.
    â€œAnd Karen Walsh didn’t want me to see what she was writing,” Benny said.
    â€œAnd we heard Lucille and Malcolm arguing on the street,” Jessie said.
    Henry said, “Go slower. I can’t write that fast.”
    â€œAnd last,” Violet said, “all those people in the lobby complaining that things were missing from their rooms.”

    â€œWhat does it all mean?” Benny asked.
    The Aldens were all quiet. “I don’t have any idea,” Jessie said.
    â€œI don’t either,” Henry and Violet said together.
    â€œThis is a really mysterious mystery,” Benny said.
    Just then there was a knock on the door. Benny ran and opened it. Mr. Grant, from next door, and his son, Bobby, were standing there. “I’m sorry to bother you,” Mr. Grant said. “But I wonder if I could use your phone?”
    â€œOf course,” Jessie said. “Is yours out of order?”
    â€œIt’s gone ,” Bobby said.
    â€œGone?” Violet asked.
    Mr. Grant shrugged. “Do you believe it? Someone took our phone! I want to call the desk and tell them.”
    The children exchanged glances. Just then Mr. Alden came into the room. As Mr. Grant called the desk, the Aldens started telling their grandfather everything that had happened.
    They all talked at once, until Grandfather held up his hand. “Wait a minute. One at a time.”
    The children took turns until they had told Mr. Alden everything.
    â€œWow!” Bobby said.
    Mr. Alden said, “Well, it all does seem strange, but I’m sure it can be explained.”
    â€œGrandfather,” Benny said, sounding disappointed, “don’t you think it’s a real mystery?”
    Mr. Alden laughed. “Well, maybe, Benny, but I think the hotel has to solve it. I’ll talk to Ms. Ames, if it will make you children happier.”
    â€œDo, Grandfather!” Jessie said.
    â€œMeanwhile,” Grandfather said, “you children are here to enjoy yourselves. What do you have planned for tomorrow?”
    â€œHow about the Empire State Building?” Jessie asked.
    The others all agreed. Benny said to Mr. Alden, “Can Bobby come, too?”
    â€œI think he has to ask his father,” Mr. Alden replied.
    â€œCan I, Dad? Can I?” Bobby asked eagerly.
    â€œWell, I guess it would be all right. How old are you, Henry?” Mr. Grant asked.
    â€œFourteen,” Henry replied, standing up tall.
    â€œI guess you can look after Bobby,” Mr. Grant said. “Meanwhile, Bobby, we have to leave the Aldens to themselves.”
    As they left, Benny called out to Bobby, “See you tomorrow!”

CHAPTER 6
    A Spectacular View
    T he next day, the Aldens decided to avoid the coffee shop. Instead, they ordered breakfast from room service. Jessie called

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