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Suspicious Masquerader






Carolyn Keene

Nancy Drew Mystery Stories: Volume Thirty

The Clue of the Velvet Mask

Copyright © 1997, 1969, 1953 by Simon & Schuster, Inc.

Published by Grosset & Dunlap, Inc.

This is revised text, 1969

 

Carson Drew portends his teen-age detective daughter’s future adventure when he says half-jokingly, “Nancy, don’t let any of the party thieves ruin your evening.”

The masquerade party at the Hendricks’ mansion quickly turns into a mystery when Nancy and her favorite date, Ned Nickerson, spy a stranger about to climb the rose trellis to the second story. Who is this enigmatic man in the black cloak and the exotic woman in the Javanese costume? Are they members of the gang of wily thieves who sneak into parties given by wealthy people and steal jewels and art treasures? And why is the owner of the black velvet hooded mask that Ned finds in the Hendricks’ garden so desperate to get it back?

To find the answers Nancy and her friend George Fayne devise a daring plan. The two girls switch identities! George soon discovers that while it is exciting to play amateur detective it can be dangerous to masquerade as Nancy Drew.

 

CHAPTER I

Suspicious Masquerader

 

“You look lovely, Nancy, and very mysterious, ” said Hannah Gruen, housekeeper for the Drew family, as she smiled fondly at the slender, titian-haired girl.

Nancy had just finished dressing for a masquerade party. Costumed as a Spanish señ orita, she wore a red gown with a long sweeping skirt and a black lace mantilla and carried a matching mask and fan.

She was glancing at herself in a mirror when her father, tall handsome Carson Drew, a criminal lawyer, walked into the living room.

“Bewitching! ” he exclaimed. “And don’t let any of the party thieves ruin your evening.”

Nancy’s blue eyes peered at him eagerly. “Dad, tell me what you mean.”

“All right. The police are looking for a gang who rob homes while a party is going on. A masquerade would be an ideal place for them to carry out a theft.”

“Oh! ” exclaimed Mrs. Gruen. “It sounds dangerous.”

“Now, Hannah, don’t worry, ” Nancy said, giving the woman an affectionate hug.

Nancy’s mother had died when she was a little girl and the housekeeper had lived with the Drews ever since. Both Hannah and Mr. Drew were very proud of the many baffling cases eighteen-year-old Nancy had solved.

“I hope the thieves show up tonight, ” Nancy said. Dropping the fan and mask into her father’s hands, she put on gold hoop earrings.

“Ah! Now you’re really a siren, ” Mr. Drew teased. “By the way, where is Ned? He’d better get here soon or you’ll both be late.”

Ned Nickerson, a college student who dated Nancy, was to take her to the party at the Hendrick estate in River Heights. Gloria Hendrick had been one of Nancy’s school friends.

As Nancy glanced anxiously at the clock the doorbell rang. “There he is now! ” she exclaimed and ran to open the door. She greeted the attractive football player with a sweeping curtsy.

“Wow! ” he exclaimed with a quick intake of breath. “You look terrific, Nancy! What a getup! I’m sorry I’m late. I had to drive Dad and Mother to the theater. Wish they could have seen you first.”

“Never mind the compliments.” Nancy laughed, pulling Ned into the living room. “I have a costume for you. Please change quickly.”

“Not so fast! Do I have to go in fancy clothes? ”

“Now, Ned, you promised. Besides, you’ll like the outfit. Linda Seeley selected it personally.”

“Who’s Linda? ” Ned demanded suspiciously.

“We used to go to school together. She now works at the Lightner Entertainment Company.”

Nancy produced a large cardboard box, opened it, and removed an eighteenth-century Spanish grandee’s costume.

“Isn’t it marvelous, Ned? A plumed hat and high-heeled boots! A white neck ruff, too, and lace cuffs! ”

Ned gave an indignant snort. “You expect me to wear that? ”

“You’ll make such a distinguished-looking escort, ” Nancy coaxed. “Please, Ned.”

“Oh, all right, ” Ned acquiesced with a grin. He went to the upstairs guest room and ten minutes later appeared on the stairway landing. Assuming a theatrical pose, he asked, “How do I look? ”

Assuming a theatrical pose, Ned asked, “How do I look? ”

 

“Cool, ” Nancy replied.

Self-conscious, Ned came down the stairs to help Nancy with her cloak. Mr. Drew walked with them to the young man’s car.

“If Nancy involves you in a mystery, Ned, be careful of those rented clothes, ” the lawyer said jokingly.

“Ned, Dad says we should keep our eyes open at the party.”

“What’s up? ” Ned asked.

“If you’ve been reading the papers, you may know that thieves are suspected of sneaking into parties given by wealthy people living in the River Heights area. Thousands of dollars in gems and other valuables have been stolen.”

“You think they may show up at Gloria’s party? ” Ned asked.

Mr. Drew shrugged. “I’m advising you and Nancy to be on the alert. The ringleader must be an unusually cunning crook, ” the lawyer went on. “He and his gang have been eluding the police for months.”

Nancy and Ned assured him they would be on the lookout for any troublemakers. Then they drove directly to the Hendricks’ home.

The gala affair was in full swing when they arrived. Dancers filled the ballroom which blazed with light from crystal chandeliers.

“I don’t recognize anyone, ” Nancy declared as they watched the masqueraders.

A short-skirted ballerina and her escort in a minstrel suit danced nearby, doing the latest steps. Pierrot and Pierette sailed past, then a wooden soldier and china doll.

Presently Ned and Nancy were recognized by two of their closest friends. The two rushed over to greet them. Bess Marvin, a slightly plump, blond girl, was dressed as a Southern belle. The other girl was Bess’s cousin George Fayne. With her slim figure, George was convincingly disguised as a pageboy.

“Hi! ” she exclaimed enthusiastically. “It’s a wonderful party, but the dance floor is packed.”

“Any villains here? ” Nancy asked, and told her friends of her father’s warning.

“Oh, how dreadful! ” Bess exclaimed as her escort Dave Evans joined them.

“If there are any thieves here, they’re masked, ” said George. “Just the right kind of party for a mystery, too.”

“Oh, stop it, ” Bess begged, and offered to show Nancy and Ned where the checkrooms were.

She and George led the way upstairs, together with Dave and George’s escort Burt Eddleton. After they had left their wraps, Nancy suggested pausing a moment in the second-floor library to look at the art treasures.

The room contained many valuable paintings, antique vases, and a priceless collection of miniatures in a glass case. Some were solid-silver figurines; others, portraits painted on porcelain. One of these, a likeness of Marie Antoinette, was especially attractive. Nancy noticed that the case was not locked.

“This is just making it easy for a thief, ” she remarked.

“Not so loud or you’ll have a detective at our heels, ” Ned cautioned.

“I doubt that there’s one in the place, ” George replied. “Gloria’s parents never seem to worry about their valuables.”

“Oh, let’s forget robberies, ” Bess pleaded. “This is supposed to be a gay party.”

“Right! ” approved Ned, seizing Nancy’s hand. “Let’s dance! ”

For the next half hour the young people had a wonderful time. The music was superb and Nancy forgot everything but dancing. Later as she paused, Nancy saw Linda Seeley standing near the refreshment table. The girl was not in costume, and obviously had attended the party as an employee of the Lightner Entertainment Company. Nancy took Ned over and both lifted their masks.

“Oh, hello, Nancy, ” Linda greeted her. “Did you approve of the costumes I sent out? ”

“Perfect. The party’s lovely, too.” Nancy introduced Ned.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it, because I planned the party—or rather my company did. I wouldn’t be here tonight except that my boss, Mr. Tombar, couldn’t come at the last minute. I do hope everything goes all right.”

“Of course it will.”

“The truth is, we didn’t expect so many people.”

“Crashers? ” Ned asked.

“I’m afraid so. We warned the family to be careful to admit only guests who could present invitations, but they didn’t want anyone checked at the door.”

As the June night wore on, the ballroom became very warm. Seeking the cool air outside, Nancy and Ned sat for a while on a garden bench. Then they decided to dance again. As they rose, Nancy searched in vain for her mask.

“I must have dropped it somewhere on the path, ” she declared.

Quickly they retraced their steps. The mask was nowhere in sight. As they searched for it near a grouping of shrubs on the lawn, they heard someone coming along the shadowy gravel path,

A tall man dressed in a flowing black cloak appeared. Since his back was turned to them, he did not notice the couple.

The man, who was unmasked, paused to examine a rose trellis which extended from the ground to the second story of the house. He put his left foot on it and reached up with his right arm.

“What’s he up to? ” Ned muttered.

The masquerader must have heard the question, for he stepped down quickly. Even then, Ned and Nancy did not see his face. Abruptly the man turned and hastened back into the house.

“Ned, do you suppose he intended to climb the trellis to the library? ” Nancy asked.

“It would make a handy ladder.” Ned strode over to inspect it.

At the base he picked up a black velvet, hood-type mask. Ned thought that the man in the black cloak might have dropped it.

“Since you can’t find your mask, Nancy, try this one for size, ” he suggested.

Normally, Nancy would not have done so. But she suspected that she might be on the trail of one of the mysterious party thieves!

“I’ll wear the hood until we see the man in the black cloak, ” she agreed.

Returning to the ballroom, she and Ned found the floor even more crowded. In vain, Nancy looked about for the mysterious stranger. Then, unexpectedly, he cut in on Ned!

But now he wore a mask exactly like the one Nancy had on! Before Ned could recover from his surprise, the stranger danced off with Nancy.

“I had a hard time finding you in this crowd, ” he scolded irritably. “Why didn’t you wear the Oriental costume you said you would? If it weren’t for the mask, I never would have recognized you.”

Nancy remained silent, but her heart was thumping. Someone in an Oriental costume must have dropped the mask she was wearing.

“You nearly wrecked our plan, stupid! ” the man went on. “Can’t you learn to obey orders? ”

The dancer in the black cloak saw Ned approaching to reclaim his partner.

“Here comes that pest again, ” he muttered. “Get rid of him as soon as you can.”

A moment before Ned tapped him on the shoulder, the man thrust a note into Nancy’s hand. She managed to hide her astonishment as they danced away, but once beyond the man’s view, Nancy paused beside a cluster of palms. Tersely she explained to Ned what had happened.

“I’m sure that man is one of the party thieves. He mistook me for someone who works with him.”

She unfolded the message and read it in an undertone. “‘Eastport Trellis Company offers secondhand window sash on cash terms. In case of rain every cloud has a silver lining.”’

“It must be a hoax, Nancy! ”

“I don’t think so, ” she replied soberly. “No, Ned, this message is in code. We must decipher it! ”


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