The Hidden Room #2 (The Treasure Troop, Band 2) - Softcover

Buch 2 von 4: The Treasure Troop

Butler, Dori Hillestad

 
9780593094853: The Hidden Room #2 (The Treasure Troop, Band 2)
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0593094859 ISBN 13: 9780593094853
Verlag: Penguin Young Readers Group, 2021

Inhaltsangabe

From Edgar Award Winner Dori Hillestad Butler comes a new chapter book mystery series, The Treasure Troop! Join Marly, Sai, and Isla, three code-cracking kids on the hunt for an old neighbor's hidden treasure.

In the second book of this code-busting series, Marly, Sai, and Isla are back on the hunt. After finding Mr. Summerling's hidden treehouse, they've discovered a new set of clues for them to follow, leading them straight to the heart of their mysterious neighbor's life: his house. The same house Marly has been living next to all of these years, which, they discover, is filled with hidden rooms and staircases. With just a few scraps of papers as clues, and Mr. Summerling's angry son on their tails, can the Treasure Troop find the answers they're looking for?

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Dori Hillestad Butler's books have appeared on children's choice award lists in 18 different states. Trading Places with Tank Talbott won the Maryland Children's Choice Award in 2007, and The Buddy Files: Case of the Lost Boy won the 2011 Edgar Award for Best Juvenile Mystery. She is the author of the successful Haunted Library series, and has also been a ghostwriter for the Sweet Valley Twins, Unicorn Club, and Boxcar Children series. She's published numerous short stories, plays, and educational materials, and has served as the Iowa Society of Children's Book Writers & Illustrators' Regional Advisor. She grew up in southern Minnesota and now lives in Seattle with her husband, son, dog, and cat. She visits schools and leads writing workshops all over the country.

Tim Budgen is an illustrator and art teacher. For much of his life he has been scribbling down ideas and can usually be found with a pencil in one hand and a sketchbook in the other! He lives by the sea on Hayling Island, England, with his wife, Julia.

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Chapter 1

A New Envelope


“Marly Deaver, you’ve got mail!” Marly’s older brother Nick dropped a blue envelope with her name on it onto the kitchen table.

Marly was still half asleep. She yawned and rubbed her unpatched eye beneath her glasses. Though she was almost nine years old, she still had to wear a patch to train her bad eye to work as well as her good eye.

She reached for the envelope, but her other brother, Noah, grabbed it first.

“Hey!” Marly cried as Noah held the envelope out of her reach.

“This better not be another letter about a will,” Noah grumbled, trying to read it through the envelope.

A few weeks ago, Marly had received a letter inviting her to the reading of Harry Summerling’s will. Mr. Summerling was the Deavers’ next-door neighbor. Unfortunately, he had died earlier in the  summer. Marly still couldn’t believe she was never going to see him again. 

But he had left something in his will for Marly and two other kids in her grade—Isla Thomson and Sai Gupta. A treasure hunt! Hunting for treasure had been Mr. Summerling’s favorite thing in the world. In fact, he’d died while hunting for treasure off the coast of  Washington State.

Marly, Isla, and Sai didn’t know each other very well before Mr. Summerling’s treasure hunt. But they had become good friends while working together on all the puzzles. The treasure turned out to be a secret tree house hidden in the woods behind Mr. Summerling’s and Marly’s houses.

Marly hopped up and snatched the envelope from Noah’s hands. “I hope you know it’s a crime to steal someone else’s mail,” she said. “Where’d you find this, anyway?” It just had her name on it. No address. So it couldn’t have come through the post office.

“Under the mat on the front porch,” Nick replied. He and Noah had been going out for early morning runs because they hoped to make the eighth-grade cross-country team when school started in a couple of weeks.

Marly tore open the envelope and pulled out a sheet of paper. It read:

me etm eat thetre ehou seat on eocl ockto day

weha vestu ffto tal kab out

yo urfri end

SG

Marly felt a thrill of excitement. The letter was in code!

“Well?” Nick asked as he pulled out a chair beside Marly. “What is it? Who’s it from?”

Marly didn’t answer. But she was pretty sure SG was Sai Gupta.

Noah peered over Marly’s other shoulder. “Can’t tell. It’s in code.”

Marly clasped the paper to her chest and glared at her brothers.

“Marly must be involved in something pretty shady if she and her friends have to talk in code,” Nick said.

Noah nodded. “What are you involved in, little sister?”

“Boys!” Mom said in a warning voice.

“Stop teasing your sister,” Dad chimed in.

Nick held up his hands in surrender. Noah sat down between Nick and Dad. While the rest of the family got their breakfast and talked among themselves, Marly hunched over her letter.

Before Mr. Summerling’s treasure hunt, Marly had had no idea how much fun it was to solve puzzles and codes. Or that she was actually good at it. But she was.

Even with her eye patch on, it didn’t take her long to crack Sai’s code. The third line practically gave it away. All the spaces between the “words” were in the wrong places.

Feeling a sense of accomplishment, Marly mentally moved the spaces until she had the whole message decoded:

meet me at the tree house at one o clock today

we have stuff to talk about

your friend

SG

“Mom?” She lifted her head. “Can I go to the tree house this afternoon at one o’clock?”

“By yourself?”

“We’ll go with her,” Noah offered.

“Yeah. We want to see this tree house,” Nick put in.

Marly ignored them. “I won’t be alone,” she said. “Isla and Sai will be there, too.”

“Yes, you can go,” Mom said.

“Yay!” Marly grinned. She wondered what Sai wanted to talk about.


Tall fences separated Marly’s and Mr. Summerling’s yards from the woods, so Marly entered the woods at the end of her street. She and her new friends had needed GPS coordinates to find the tree house the first time. But now they’d been there often enough that they all knew the way.

Dried sticks and leaves crunched beneath Marly’s feet. As she passed the tree with the two trunks braided together, she began scanning tree branches for the tiny wooden house. There it was!

She hurried around to the other side of the tree, climbed the rope ladder, and spun the dials on the lock to 1-5-3. The little half door swung open and she crawled inside the house.

Isla sat perched on a tree stump stool with a game of solitaire spread out on the table in front of her. Sai was nowhere in sight.

“I was wondering when you guys would get here,” Isla said, adjusting her headband. Isla always wore a headband with cat ears on it. Today’s was turquoise.

“Where’s Sai?” Marly asked, rising to her feet.

Isla shrugged. “Haven’t seen him yet.”

Weird, Marly thought, considering he was the one who’d called this meeting. She went to the window and peered out over the forest. Unfortunately, everything looked blurry. She tried sliding her patch onto the temple of her glasses, but that didn’t help.

Marly turned to Isla. “Do you know what he wants to talk about?”

Isla shook her head. “Wanna play a game while we wait?”

“Sure.” Marly slid her patch back where it belonged and joined Isla at the table.

“How about crazy eights?” Isla gathered up her solitaire game, reshuffled the cards, and dealt them out.

A few minutes later, Marly heard a noise at the door. She turned as it swung open.

Sai crawled into the tree house. “Sorry I’m late,” he said. “I had to stay after summer school.”

“How come?” Isla asked.

Sai wrinkled his nose. “I don’t want to talk about it.” He reached into his front pocket and pulled out a mini flashlight. “Let’s talk about this instead!”

“A flashlight?” Marly said.

“No. Not a flashlight.” Sai turned it on with his thumb and the light cast a bluish glow onto the table. “It’s a black light. My dad uses it to make sure the money in our cash register isn’t counterfeit.”

Sai’s family owned a convenience store a few blocks away.

“Why did you bring it here?” Isla asked.

Sai grinned. “I’m glad you asked. Remember that box we found under there?” He aimed his light at the red rug in the middle of the floor.

“Yeah,” Marly said slowly. How could any of them forget the metal box they’d found hidden beneath the floorboards under that rug? There wasn’t much in it, though. Just a note inviting them to use it to hide their own treasures, and a few unused pieces of paper From the Desk of Harry P. Summerling.

“Did you ever wonder why there were blank papers in that box?” Sai asked.

Marly hadn’t. And she could tell by the look on Isla’s face that she hadn’t, either.

“I figured they’re just leftover papers from when Mr. Summerling made...

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Verlag
Penguin Young Readers Group
Erscheinungsdatum
2021
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0593094859
ISBN 13 
9780593094853
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Anzahl der Seiten
128
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