arrived at the knights’ tent, Jessie called, “Jonathan, are you in there?”
“Sure, come on in,” Jonathan called back.
The tent was the size of a large room and contained several chairs and tables. Suits of armor hung on stands throughout the tent. Like Annie, Jonathan had changed out of his costume into jeans and a T-shirt.
“We were following you out toward the stable,” Benny said. “But we lost you.”
“The stable?” Jonathan looked confused. “I was just in here, changing.”
“We want you to meet our grandfather,” said Henry. “This is James Alden. And this is the Silver Knight, Jonathan Fairbanks.”
“I really enjoyed the show,” Grandfather said.
“Thanks,” said Jonathan. “You’ve got some excellent grandchildren.”
“And you’re an excellent horseman,” Mr. Alden replied. “Looks like you’ve been riding all your life.”
Jonathan smiled with pride. “Actually, I just learned for this show. I wanted to be part of this medieval fair so I could …” His voice trailed off. He looked as if he had suddenly changed his mind about what he was going to say. He cleared his throat. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed the show. See you tomorrow.” Jonathan walked out quickly. The Aldens were left staring after him.
“That was strange,” said Henry. “He was so friendly this afternoon. But tonight he didn’t seem to want to talk.”
“He’s probably just tired,” said Grandfather.
Benny yawned loudly.
“Looks as if someone else is tired, too,” said Mr. Alden. “Let’s go home.”
The next day the Aldens arrived at the park in the mid-afternoon, ready to help with the show. After the successful show the night before, they were surprised to find everyone in an uproar.
“Boy, am I glad you’re here,” Hannah said when she spotted the Aldens. Her face looked gray and worried. “I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
“What’s going on?” Jessie asked.
Hannah shook her head, gazing off into the distance. “How could I have been so stupid?” she muttered to herself.
The Aldens looked at each other, confused.
“What—?” Violet began.
“I should never have let him use it. I should have known something would go wrong,” Hannah went on.
“Let who use what?” asked Benny.
“What’s gone wrong?” asked Jessie.
Hannah blinked. “Something terrible has happened,” she said. “The sword is missing.”
CHAPTER 4
Mysteries Are Our Specialty
“The sword is missing?” Jessie repeated.
“Yes,” said Hannah. “We’ve been looking for it all morning. How could I have used such a valuable sword for our show? It was so foolish of me!”
“Don’t say that,” said Violet gently. “You didn’t know this would happen.”
“Anyway, what are we going to do for tonight’s performance?” Hannah said. “It was bad enough yesterday having no sword for the king. But the Silver Knight certainly needs a sword. How else can he fight and win the princess?”
“Don’t worry about tonight’s show,” said Jessie. “We’ll get a sword.”
“But where?” Hannah asked. “We don’t have much time.”
“We’ve gotten things for Halloween at the costume shop in town,” Henry said. “We’ll walk over there right now.”
“I guess that is our only choice,” Hannah admitted.
“Sure,” said Jessie.
Hannah sighed gratefully. “I’ll give you some money.” She dug into the purse she was carrying. She pulled out her wallet and handed Jessie several bills. “There, that ought to be enough. Buy two swords, so King Richard can have one, too.”
Jessie took the money and tucked it into her backpack.
“Where could the sword be?” Henry wondered.
“I don’t know,” Hannah said, shaking her head. “We’ve looked everywhere. It’s a mystery.”
Jessie smiled. “You’re in luck. Mysteries are our specialty.”
“Maybe we should call the police,” Violet suggested.
“I’m afraid that will give our show bad publicity” said Hannah.