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Title: Penny Nichols and the Knob Hill Mystery

Author: Joan Clark

Release Date: August 8, 2010 [EBook #33383]

Language: English

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Penny Nichols and

the Knob Hill

Mystery

_By_

JOAN CLARK

The Goldsmith Publishing Company

CHICAGO

COPYRIGHT MCMXXXIX BY

THE GOLDSMITH PUBLISHING COMPANY

MANUFACTURED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I. A COTTAGE AT KNOB HILL
II. HELPING A STRANGER
III. A QUEER OLD MAN
IV. INSIDE INFORMATION
V. A NIGHT VISITOR
VI. THE ATTIC DOOR
VII. PENNY'S DISCOVERY
VIII. THE TOY LANTERN CLUE
IX. HERMAN CROCKER'S VISIT
X. SEARCHING THE LOFT
XI. AID FROM MICHAEL
XII. THE MATRON'S STORY
XIII. A BOLT OF CLOTH
XIV. A CONVERSATION OVERHEARD
XV. THE MISSING LETTERS
XVI. A LOST HANDKERCHIEF
XVII. A NEW CLUE
XVIII. INSIDE THE GABLED HOUSE
XIX. MICHAEL'S ADMISSION
XX. ALIAS JAY KLINE

Penny Nichols and the

Knob Hill Mystery

CHAPTER I

A Cottage at Knob Hill

Penny Nichols, hair flying in the wind, came running up the steps of
the Altman porch. She did not need to ring the bell, for just at that
moment Susan, her dark-haired chum, appeared in the open doorway.

"Why, hello, Penny," greeted the Altman girl. "You're all out of
breath."

"I ran most of the way from home," replied Penny.

"I was hoping you'd drop in today. Come on into the house."

"No, I can't, Susan," said Penny hurriedly. "I just ran over to say
good-by."

"Good-by?" echoed Susan blankly. "You're not going away, Penny?"

"Yes, Dad took a sudden notion he wanted to spend a quiet vacation at a
place called Knob Hill. We're motoring down there this afternoon."

"Well, I like that!" exclaimed Susan. "You didn't say a thing about it
when