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Up ahead, Forrest Ashleigh, Mrs. Ashleighs son, had just come out of the bank. He looked like a banker himself in his dark suit and tie. But it wasnt Mr. Ashleigh that Jessie was pointing toward. It was the person in the gray raincoat. He or she was
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Im thirsty, thought Violet sleepily, waking from a deep sleep. It was very late. Violet got her flashlight and water glass from by the bed and went to the bathroom to fill the glass. Back in her room, she sat down on the edge of her bed, turned off t
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Your son! exclaimed Henry. He was very surprised. But . . . Jessie began, then stopped. It would be rude to say what the Boxcar Children were all thinking: that Mrs. Ashleigh was so nice, but her son didnt seem nice at all. Im sorry I called your son
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Uh-oh! said Henry. Well help you clean it up, said Violet. Dont worry, said Mrs. Ashleigh. She walked quickly to the overturned box. But be careful! Some of these papers are very, very old. Benny knelt down by the box. Look, he said. A picture! Thats
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It was time for the Aldens to go back home to Greenfield. It seems as if we just got here, said Violet. Time went so fast! Mrs. Ashleigh patted Violets shoulder. Hard work and solving mysteries makes time go extra fast, she said. We didnt finish all
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Jessie jumped to her feet. Its the trap! she cried. Quick, open the door! Grandfather and Mrs. Ashleigh looked very surprised as the four Aldens rushed toward the kitchen door. Everyone get a flashlight, said Henry. Hurry! Or theyll get away! Violet
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Mr. Farrier said the gate was mostly wrought iron, remember? said Jessie. But its not. Its cast iron. See all these molds? Thats how Mr. Farrier said cast iron was made by pouring molten iron into molds. Like cake batter into a cake pan, remembered B
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The shorter woman spun around and dropped her car keys. The taller woman put her hands on her hips. Who are you? she demanded. Im Henry Alden. These are my sisters, Jessie and Violet, my brother, Benny, and our dog, Watch. He pointed. And that is Mrs
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Bennys eyes grew very round. The Pirates Gate? he cried. See? I told you there were pirates! He gave a little skip of excitement. Grandfather put his hand on Bennys shoulder. Slow down, Benny. Lets hear the rest of the story. But first why dont yall
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Do you think well see any pirates? asked Benny Alden. He pressed his face against the window of the taxi and peered out at the drawbridge that was raised in front of them. Oh, Benny! said his sister Jessie. She was twelve, six years older than Benny.
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