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04.11.2012

The Adventure of the Venetian Pearls (part 35)


6.) nickyadventure@myblog.com: Things are suddenly developing fast. Daniel told us thrilling news he heard at breakfast. Then something outrageous
happened, and we still don't know what to do!

 

"Let's go somewhere more private," was the first thing Daniel asked when they met the next
day.

They wound their way through a flock of tourists on their way to profit from another fine day. Behind the chemist's there was a car park; deserted now that everybody was queuing to get on a boat. So they could be certain no-one would overhear their conversation.

"What's the matter?" Nicky wanted to know.

"I don't' know if it's important," Daniel began, "but Mr Nuzzolo behaved in a strange way at breakfast. When we came into the dining room, Mrs Nuzzolo was sitting alone at a table. We were ushered to the one next to hers. Very convenient.

Suddenly her husband rushed in. He was hot and breathing hard, and appeared to be coming straight from jogging. His trainers and the seams of his trousers were wet, so he can't have been walking on a paved street.

"He whispered excitedly to his wife in Italian. She turned pale and exclaimed in English, 'Gone! Are you sure?'
(To be continued)

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