ABOUT THE CRANDALL JEWELS
A less enterprising and resourceful girl than Nancy Drew would have
been hopelessly discouraged at the turn events had taken. In truth,
after Mary Mason's strange leave-taking Nancy was discouraged, but not
hopelessly so. Deciding to transact no more business by telephone,
she climbed into her roadster and set out to make the rounds of the
employment agencies. The afternoon brought nothing but disappointment.
She returned home tired but undaunted, and the following morning
started out early, determined to make one last effort before admitting
defeat.
It was not until late that day that fortune favored her. After
interviewing no less than six girls who were utterly unfitted for the
place, she chanced upon Mrs. Sadie Carter, an elderly woman who suited
her in every way. Mrs. Carter was neat in appearance and thoroughly
experienced. Her references were of the best and her demands not at all
unreasonable. Nancy was delighted and promptly engaged her.
It took less than one day in the Drew household for Mrs. Carter to
prove her worth.
"Don't you worry about a blessed thing, Miss Nancy," the woman said to
her. "I'll tend to everything."
Nancy, satisfied that the new housekeeper was dependable, was delighted
to be relieved of responsibility, especially as she was eager to call
upon Emily Crandall. She had not forgotten that she had been promised
a glimpse of the famous Crandall jewels and she had no intention of
allowing the opportunity to slip away.
Accordingly, after an early luncheon she backed her roadster from the
garage and set off for the Crandall cottage on the lake. It was with
high anticipation that she walked up the path to the house. She rapped
on the door, but there was no response. After a little wait, she rapped
again, louder than before. Still no one came to open the door. Somewhat
mystified, Nancy walked around the house. There appeared to be no one
at home.
"It's only ten minutes after one," Nancy thought, glancing at her wrist
watch. "Emily probably didn't expect me this early. She may come back
later, but I don't believe I had better wait. I can see the jewels at
some later time."
She returned to the roadster and after a moment's hesitation started
the motor and headed for River Heights again. She had driven less than
two miles when she noted the approach of a sedan.
"Why, I believe that's Mrs. Willoughby's sedan," she told herself. "It
must be Emily."
She brought the roadster to a halt and waved her hand. Instantly, there
was a grinding of brakes and the sedan came to a stop alongside. Emily
Crandall sprang from the car and came running over to the roadster.
"Oh, Nancy, I'm so sorry! I know you must have stopped at the cottage.
I intended to get back before you came."
"I just wanted to congratulate you on your birthday, Emily."
"Thanks, Nancy. I'm as happy as a lark to-day."
"Then you must have received your inheritance."
Emily Crandall's pretty face clouded.
"The jewels haven't been turned over to me yet. I shan't get them until
to-night."
"How is that?"
"Well, you see they've been kept in a safety deposit box in another
town. Mrs. Willoughby had to go after them to-day."
"I should have thought you would have gone with her. I know I couldn't
have waited."
"I did want to go, but Mrs. Willoughby went with a friend of hers--a
Mrs. Potter. I'm not very crazy about her, and, anyway, there wasn't
room in her coupé. I'll see the jewels to-night."
"Then you'll have to keep them in the cottage all night!"
"I suppose so."
"But aren't you afraid, Emily?"
"Yes, it does make me a trifle uneasy. But I guess they'll be safe
enough. No one knows I'm inheriting them except you and Mrs. Potter."
"Oh, they'll probably be safe enough for one night," Nancy returned,
for she did not wish to alarm Emily; "but it seems a shame they
couldn't have been left in the safety deposit vault. Then there
couldn't be any risk."
"That would have been wiser, I suppose," Emily said thoughtfully. "I
wish now I'd told Mrs. Willoughby to leave them in the bank vault, but
I've been perfectly crazy to see them."
"Can't you telephone her?"
"I'm afraid it's too late. She'll be on her way home by this time."
"You'll probably get your jewels all right," Nancy observed. "But it
does seem to me that Mrs. Willoughby is a trifle careless in removing
them from the vault."
"I guess that's just her way, Nancy. She always has been careless with
things. Oh, dear, I wish I had gone with her!"
"I'm sorry I said anything, Emily. I didn't mean to disturb you."
"Oh, I won't worry," Emily laughed. "I'm far too happy. Besides, we
haven't had a robbery in or anywhere near River Heights for years."
"I think you're a very lucky girl to be coming into such an
inheritance," Nancy said easily.
"I am lucky!" Emily's eyes began to dance and the troubled frown
instantly melted from her forehead. "And just look at this!"
Proudly she displayed a glittering diamond on the third finger of her
left hand.
"Emily Crandall! You're engaged!"
Emily nodded happily.
"I'll tell you all about it if you promise you won't repeat it to any
of the girls."
"Cross my heart."
"I'm engaged to Dick Farnham. You've met him, Nancy. Don't you
remember? He works at the Granger Manufacturing company."
"Oh, yes, I remember! I wish you all kinds of happiness."
"Dick and I would like to get married next fall," Emily went on. "But
right now he isn't making enough for us to live on."
"If I remember correctly, Dick has excellent chances," Nancy said
politely.
"Oh, yes, he's certain to work into a better position in a few years.
But it's so dreadfully hard to wait. He has a chance to buy out an
established business for three thousand dollars, too. If he could only
get started for himself, he'd soon make enough so we could get married."
"Hasn't he any savings?"
"Oh, yes! But not enough, and this deal requires cash. The worst of
it is that he must raise it within the next few weeks or miss the
opportunity."
"What a shame!"
"That's what I think. And I'll tell you what I intend to do, Nancy. You
won't tell?"
"Of course not."
"I'm going to sell a few of those jewels and set Dick up in business. I
know he will make good. Of course I intend to keep some of the jewels
and maybe have them reset; but there's no use in keeping them all.
They'd just lie around in a bank vault. Do you think I'm doing wrong to
help Dick?"
"No, I don't," Nancy returned firmly. "I think it's very generous of
you. I certainly wish you all joy."
"I felt sure you'd agree with me," Emily said eagerly. "And now since
I've told you all my history, won't you come back with me to the
cottage?"
"I really haven't time now, Emily; but I'll drive back to-morrow if I
may."
"Fine! Then you'll get to see the jewels after all. I'll be looking for
you."
With a wave of her hand, Emily Crandall returned to the sedan and drove
away.
For several minutes Nancy Drew sat motionless in her roadster, staring
fixedly straight before her.
"Emily would be broken-hearted if anything happened to those jewels,"
she thought. Then she shrugged her shoulders and shifted gears. "What's
the matter with me, anyway? Always borrowing trouble!"