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Notes for #17 The Mystery of the Uninvited Guest © 1977
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14	The house in which Beldens had lived for three generations.
15	Trixie: "Trouble on two feet — that's Hallie Belden!"
16	Mr. Belden and his brother insisted that their daughters were too much alike to ever be friends. Mrs. Belden was followed by a tall, lean, sun-browned girl with eyes the color of ripe blackberries. The nails of the girl's bare feet were painted green, and her black hair was long and smooth.
18	Hallie: "Dad is going to Switzerland to a mining conference."
19	Brian: "We even have our own station wagon, donated by Mr. Wheeler." Hallie: (drawled) "Well, lah-di-dah!"
20	Mrs. Belden: "Bobby, you didn't take a nap. What have you been up to?" Bobby widened his blue eyes to include the whole group in an innocent stare. How many first graders do you know that still take a nap?
21	Hallie: "It isn't my bag." Trixie: "Whose is it?" Hallie: "How would I know? You're the detective!" Was this some kind of trick? If so, it wouldn't be the first time Hallie had made trouble for her. Trixie would lose her temper while Hallie remained calm.
22	Mr. Belden: "I thought two years of separation might have eased old strains, but I see I was wrong."
25	A cousin only one year younger. Mr. Belden was a banker in Sleepyside, and Trixie had inherited his analytical mind. Trixie Belden faced the biggest mystery of all, Who am I?
27	Mart was an honor roll student. He had good recall.
28	Trixie: "Bobby! Come here!" Instantly Bobby came through the door, wearing his angel face.
29	The Beldens were used to Bobby's way of talking in circles. He could not be hurried.
30	Trixie: "The extension is in the hall by the dormer window seat."
33	For the first time the Bob-Whites of the Glen were to take part in a wedding. Trixie was to be maid of honor when Jim's cousin, Juliana, married Hans, a young attorney from Amsterdam.
34	Mart: "Methinks it's a figment of the young lad's fertile imagination. He's a genius at getting out of a tight situation." Bobby: "I don't think I like what you sound like a said."
39	Like the new child on a playground, Hallie wanted in on the activity, but she wasn't sure what game was being played.
41	She (Trixie) was sensitive about weighing more than either Honey or Di.
42	Trixie could hear Dan whistling off-key. He didn't sound happy. For several days, he had been unusually quiet.
43	Dan's whole manner brightened. He fell into step with Hallie as if they'd walked together often. Trixie was not so sure that even an Irish pixie with black hair and violet colored eyes could compete with a girl who looked and walked like an Indian princess.
44	Miss Trask was playing cards with Honey's parents and Mr. Lytell. Honey and Di were to be bridesmaids; Brian, Mart, and Dan, ushers; Bobby, ring bearer; and Di's twin sisters, flower girls. Jim: "My dad has that honor (escort the bride). I'm to be Han's best man."
45	Juliana: "Will you carry my guest book, Hallie?"
47	The four-story Lynch mansion on the hill was lighted like a Christmas tree. Jim stopped in the turn-around at the entrance used by family and friends. It was on the side of the house directly opposite the formal entry. Here, a large foyer with a great stone fireplace was an extension of the family room. They marched in through the door, across the foyer, and into the family room.
59	Mr. Lynch: "I recognize the paper. I'm a director at the (country) club."
50	Harrison was the prim and proper butler who managed the Lynch household. He had been with the family since their sudden rise to wealth. At one time, while they were getting used to their new life-style, Mrs. Lynch had fired both him and the children's nurses. Coping with the huge house had proved so overwhelming that they had all been rehired. Harrison was now as much of an institution there as Miss Trask was at Manor House.
52	Police report common denominator is the fact that the owners of all these properties dined last night at the country club, attracted by the performance of the comic, Oliver Tolliver.
53	Bobby: "Even Di's portable radio shaped like a doughnut?"
55	Trixie looked toward the Belden house in the valley. She studied its height and the placement of her window. Out of sight beyond a strip of forestland lay the Wheeler estate. In that short distance to Manor House, several mailboxes served people, like Mr. Maypenny and Tom and Celia Delanoy, who lived off the county road. Hidden on a hilltop in the distance stood Di Lynch's large stone home. It was visible only in winter when the trees were bare. Their mile-long private road twisted downhill to Glen Road, where their mailbox stood at the intersection. The Frayne mansion had burned, so that property had no use for a box. Mr. Lytell's store couldn't be seen.
59	Trixie: "I thought you (Hallie) had maids." Hallie: "One."
65	Honey's mother lifted both hands and let them drop as if she emptied them of all responsibility, as, indeed, she did on every possible occasion. Ouch, that's cold.
66	There were several nice shops in Sleepyside, small village though it was. Customers included the wealthy owners of the estates lining the Hudson.
77	Not usually vain about his appearance, Dan had trimmed the sideburns of his long dark hair.
80	Peter Belden picked up the ukulele he had kept from his own young years.
81	All summer, Bobby had been trying to learn to play his father's ukulele.
84	Trixie: "It seems Oliver Tolliver's been under suspicion for some time. He always works country clubs."
85	Mrs. Belden tapped the gong that hung on the back porch.
89	Hallie had been happy to ride double with Mart, but she willingly changed horses (to ride with Dan). Hallie: "Why do you call your home Manor House?"
90	Jim: "The Dutch West India Company parceled out land, especially on the east bank of the Hudson. Those parcels were called patroonships, or manors."
96	Not even Di was included in everything that Trixie and Honey did.
97	Honey: "What's the room number at the inn?" Trixie: "Two-fourteen." Honey: "Well, no wonder there was a mixup. That's the mailbox number at the Frayne property." Glen Road Inn was a large brick house, very old and of Dutch design. It had been one of the original manor houses of the area. Most of the rooms overlooked gardens.
98	Honey knew about Trixie's feelings and respected them. They weren't strange intuitions or wild hunches. Trixie was a down-to-earth person, keenly aware of information gathered by all of her five senses — plus that extra sense called horse sense. When Trixie had a feeling, it meant that her brain hadn't finished running all the information through its mental computer.
108	Hans: "We won't use Juliana's inheritance right away. We'll save the money to educate our children." When Honey and Di married, it would be with pomp and ceremony. Family wealth demanded it. She (Trixie) would wear her mother's dress in a simple and lovely home ceremony, and that dress would probably remain in the family for generations.
110	Brian: "Judging from her (Mrs. Vanderpoel's) bone structure, she may have been Juliana's size when she married." Just for an instant, Trixie felt crowded, as if too many people were present.
111	Trixie: "My cousin Hallie." Mrs. Vanderpoel: "You're Harold's daughter! I should have recognized those long bones. You look like your father did when he was a teen-ager."
112	Trixie was no fashion fanatic, but she loved beautiful fabrics. These dresses, folded away in tissue paper, were proof that women had lived and loved.
113	Mrs. Vanderpoel: "I was married after the First World War. I made my own dress while I waited for my fiancé to come home from France."
115	Trixie: "You don't sew, Hallie Belden!" Hallie: "Oh, don't I! I made every stitch I brought with me."
118	Hallie: "When Knut makes a promise, he keeps his word!" Hallie's black eyes flashed with such fire that Mart put up a hand to shield his face. Brian (first born, like Knut) stiffened his spine and adjusted an imaginary halo.
119	Honey: "Ribbon color." Trixie: "Blue." Honey chose gold, and Diana wanted lilac. Hallie: "Guess that leaves pink for me."
120	Hallie: "I can't have red?" Miss Trask: "No." Honey: "Hans and Jim will walk from the summerhouse with the pastor. And over there Juliana will walk down that winding stone path."
121	Hallie: "Well, I can try to get out of saddling a horse. I'm more at home on a motorbike." Dan: "Let me help you." Trixie: "You (Hallie) take Susie, and I'll ride Starlight. And I'll clean her tack too."
122	Hallie: "Dan's an okay kid."
123	Honey: "That's Dan's handkerchief. I embroidered those initials when I gave him a set of handkerchiefs for his birthday."
124	Together, Miss Trask and Regan managed the estate, even to the point of advising or disciplining the young people when necessary. Honey: "Trixie, a Bob-White of the Glen is in trouble."
125	The society woman (Mrs. Wheeler) wasn't used to accepting personal responsibility, even for her own children. Her usual answer to all questions was "Ask Miss Trask."
127	Regan: "I've seen him (Dan) hanging around lately with a couple of toughs from his old street gang."
132	Jim grinned at this tall girl (Hallie) who could look him nearly straight in the eye.
133	The "wild garden" that hid the Belden lawn and flower gardens from Glen Road.
134	Hallie: "I suppose that lets me out." Trixie: "Of course it doesn't let you out. The Bob-Whites will issue you a guest card the way they do at the country club." Jim, the Bob-Whites co-president agreed.
135	The bicycle rack stood near the servant's entrance. It had been Di's idea to give the party, so Trixie made her head of the planning committee, handing her the gavel.
136	Trixie: "Who uses the bikes in the rack?" Honey: "Lots of people — Jim, I, the maids, Regan — even Dad if he wants to get somewhere in a hurry." Honey: "That's funny. The bicycle Dad usually rides is still missing."
137	A blond girl sat at the sewing machine. Heavy braids were wrapped around her head, like a crown, above a thin pretty face. Warm brown eyes sparkled behind thick glasses. Her name was Ella Kline, and she did alterations for the Bride's Shop, as well as mending for Glen Road Inn, where she had a room. Miss Trask: "Ella will live in while our project is in progress." She (Ella) swung up painfully from her chair on crutches.
140	Dick Ryks: "I'll put Aunt Kate in a taxi. But you'll have to bring her back."
143	They passed a pigeon-shaped overdressed short woman, who was busily stripping bracelets and rings. Mrs. Boyer: "Take these up to the manager's safe." Hallie: "Do you suppose those diamonds are real?" Trixie: "You'd better believe it. That's Mrs. Boyer. She's got more money than the Wheelers and Lynches have put together!" Hallie: "And she lives here?" Trixie: "She's eccentric."
148	Brian: "We did find some other trespassers. Remember Dan's old gang? Five of them were sacked out around the remains of a campfire."
149	Jim: "They could have come out of their sleeping bags with knives in their fists. They carry them."
150	Mart: "We're getting up early." Hallie: "Can we join you?" Brian: "No." Hard to believe Trixie accepted that without an argument.
151	Mrs. Belden: "Dan could be in Timbuktu, and people will still suspect him after that report."
152	Bobby: "Nobody plays with me, or talks to me. Not even Trixie. I thought I was in a club, but I'm not. Nobody talks to me. Sometimes I need to talk."
153	Bobby's scooter disappeared, and so did Cap's "nocklers." The bicycle matthew Wheeler liked to use hadn't been found, and on the night before the shower, the rest of the Manor House bicycles disappeared.
154	Miss Ryks's outfit had long sleeves, a high tight collar with a fluff of lace, and a full skirt that covered her feet. Blue white hair was piled high on her head in an elaborate arrangement. Her eyes were concealed by large sunglasses sitting firmly on a rather large nose. Trixie received the impression of a body with shoulders wider than hips.
155	Yet when Miss Ryks settled into her chair, her shoulders hunched, and she no longer seemed either tall or strong.
158	Bobby: "Moms, Trixie says I'm a bother!"
160	The bower was set in the garden, between the bird-bath and the summerhouse.
162	Trixie: "Do we have enough gas?" Jim: "I just filled up. I can go as far as he can, and I can use a credit card to get home."
169	Trixie saw Mr. Lytell's car pull into the parking lot with Mrs. Vanderpoel waving from the front seat. See, Mr. Lytell has his nice moments.
173	Trixie: "It's a wig! A white one when he's Miss Ryks, and that moth-eaten thing when he's Dick."
174	Trixie: "He's an actor, and he has costumes and makeup. He can be anybody he chooses to be."
177	Bobby followed Trixie to her room and stood in the doorway, waiting to be invited in to talk. Trixie: "Later, please, Bobby?" She felt guilty when he turned away, walking like a little old man. And she still didn't call him back!? Shame, shame!
178	Trixie: "Who's out there Bobby?" Bobby: "Those robber kids. They sleep in our shed at night, and they wait for me to feed them."
181	Usually Bobby's tears were minimal, squeezed out for effect. This time the tears gushed down his cheeks. Now that's a pretty good description. He'd found the gang in the woods. They'd let him join their "secret club," and it was always his turn to bring refreshments.
184	Both of them were growing up. Each was becoming her own person — one blond and pert, the other darkly beautiful; one with a firecracker temper, the other matter-of-fact. Hallie: "Do you sometimes feel like you're standing all alone on a mountaintop with a cold wind blowing? You shout into the wind, but your words get pushed back down your throat. You know you'll keep swallowing your own words till you can answer the question, 'Who am I?' But there's no one to tell you the answer." Trixie: "I don't know much about mountaintops. I have the feeling that I'm in a glass box. All of the people in the world march past me, but I can't join them because of the glass. I know that when I can tell just one person who I am, the glass will melt and I can join the parade." Hallie: "I'll bet you want to be a detective because you want to keep the parade marching safely."
186	The Bob-Whites had chosen to give Juliana and Hans a silver music box engraved with all their names.
188	Trixie knew that Jim could read her face and manner like the pages of a primer.
189	The altar Regan had built was spread with the same white linen cloth that had been used at the Wheelers' own wedding.
194	Di's small sisters fidgeted with the daisy wreaths in their long hair.
200	It was Di who captured the bridal bouquet.
209	Jim, Brian, and Mart rushed to cut the ropes that spread-eagled Dan flat on his back on the bed.
211	Dan: "The boss had a thing about diamonds. I couldn't let anybody know what was going on till I tried to round up that gang and keep them from ruining the wedding." This is the guy who usually has more common sense?
212	Dan: "I've learned that I'd better stick to working on the game preserve. I'm not a very good detective." This is the guy who wants to be in the NYPD? Trixie: "No, Hallie, that's not quite right." Trixie linked arms with her new friend. "You're an okay kid yourself!"