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The next afternoon Aunt Jane appeared. “I just thought I’d drive over to see you. I miss you.”
They all sat out on the lawn and the Aldens told their aunt everything that had happened since they had visited her. She listened carefully and then said, “It’s very possible none of the things you’ve told me have anything to do with the necklace. Laura Garrison2 and Susan may have been talking about something else. And what happened last night could be just what your grandfather said. Lights from the road.”
“But the picture was crooked3,” Jessie protested.
Aunt Jane laughed. “You can’t think that every crooked picture in the house means something, dear.”
“I just want the necklace back for Grandfather,” Jessie said.
“I understand that, but it—” Aunt Jane was interrupted by Mrs. McGregor.
She came out of the house and said to Jessie, “There’s a Laura Garrison on the telephone. She said she would like to speak to you.”The children all ran toward the house with Aunt Jane following them. “What do you suppose she wants?” Benny shouted as he ran.
“We’ll soon find out,” Henry shouted back to him.
When Jessie picked up the phone, she was breathing quickly. “Hello.”
“Is this Jessie Alden?” a voice asked.
“Yes,” Jessie replied.
“This is Laura Garrison. I’d like to come to see your grandfather and you children tonight. I want to talk to you.”
Jessie couldn’t believe it. “Sure,” she answered immediately.
“Is eight o’clock all right?” Mrs. Garrison asked.
“I guess that’s fine,” Jessie said. She hung up the phone. “Mrs. Garrison wants to come over to talk to Grandfather and all of us tonight.”
“Wow!” Benny shouted.
“I think I have to stay to meet her,” Aunt Jane said. “I’ll call Uncle Andy and tell him I’ll be here for dinner.”
“I wonder what she wants,” Henry said.
“Me too,” Violet added.
When Mr. Alden came home, Jessie asked him, “Remember that woman we met in the ice cream parlor4?”
Mr. Alden nodded.
“Well,” Henry said. “She called and said she wants to come to talk to us tonight at eight o’clock.”
“What does she want?” Grandfather asked, looking puzzled.
“We’re not sure,” Violet said.
Mr. Alden turned to Aunt Jane. “Do you know this Mrs. Garrison?”
“No,” Aunt Jane said. “But I certainly want to. John, the children will tell you everything soon.”
“You are all very mysterious,” Mr. Alden said. “But knowing my grandchildren, I guess I’m just going to have to wait until they’re good and ready to explain matters to me.”
After dinner, the Aldens and Aunt Jane sat in the living room, waiting for Laura Garrison. At 8:15, Mr. Alden said, “Well now, your Mrs. Garrison is late.”
At 8:30, Henry said, “Where do you suppose she is?”
And at 9:00, Aunt Jane stood up. “I really don’t think she’s coming. I’d better get home.”
Henry and Jessie walked Aunt Jane to the door. “What do you think happened? Why do you think she didn’t come?” Henry asked.
Aunt Jane shook her head. “I don’t know, Henry. This a real mystery to me.”
“Maybe something happened to her,” said Benny, wide-eyed.
Violet laughed. “Oh, Benny, you have such an imagination!”
After Aunt Jane drove off, Jessie said, “Mrs. Garrison wanted to talk about something. What?” She didn’t try to hide her disappointment.
Henry frowned. “Do you think it was about the necklace?”
“Maybe she’ll come tomorrow,” Jessie said, hopefully.
“Probably not,” Henry said. “We don’t seem to be having that much luck with this mystery.”
The next morning after breakfast, the Alden children ran down to their boxcar. They sat on the pillows on the floor and Jessie said, “I know Mrs. Garrison isn’t going to come today, but I think we could call her and find out why she didn’t come here last night.”
“How can we call her?” Violet asked. “We don’t know her number, or even where she lives.”
“Maybe she lives in Elmford,” Henry said. “That’s where we met her.”
“She could just have been visiting there,” Benny said. “Like we were visiting Aunt Jane.”
“Benny is right,” Jessie said. “But Grandfather has a lot of phone books for towns near here in his den1. We could try to find her number in one of the books.”
The children ran back to Mr. Alden’s den and took some telephone books out of the closet. Henry said suddenly, “Often phone numbers are listed under the man’s name and we don’t even know her husband’s first name.”
Violet sighed. “I think this whole thing is hopeless.”
“Let’s just try,” Jessie said. She took the Elmford phone book and opened it to the G’s. “There are two Garrisons5. One is William and one is just listed as L. Maybe the L is her.”
Jessie picked up the phone and dialed the number for the L listing. When the ringing was answered, she said, “Is Laura Garrison there?”
A voice on the other end answered, “I’m sorry, you have the wrong number. There is no Laura Garrison here.”
“Sorry to bother you,” Jessie said, hanging up. She sighed. “Well, that isn’t the right number.”
“Dial the number for William,” Henry said.
Jessie dialed and waited while the phone rang. A young girl answered and Jessie said again. “Is Laura Garrison there?”
“Wrong number,” the girl answered and hung up.
Benny said, “Well, she doesn’t live in Elmford. This is fun. Where should we try next?”
“What about Kenniston?” Henry said.
Violet said suddenly, “Supposing Mrs. Garrison has an unlisted number.”
“What’s that?” Benny asked.
Violet turned to Benny. “Well, some people don’t want their number listed in the phone book. They want it to be very private. That’s an unlisted number.”
Jessie shrugged6. “Well if it’s unlisted, then we’ll never find it.”
“Okay,” Henry said, “let’s look in Kenniston.”
Violet turned the pages of the Kenniston phone book. “One Garrison. Paul J.”
Violet took the phone and dialed the number. It just rang and rang. “No answer,” she said.
“Well, that could be Laura’s number,” Jessie said.
“But you don’t know for sure,” Henry answered.
“Right,” Jessie agreed.
“Maybe she is right here in Greenfield,” Benny said.
“We’d know if she lived here,” Henry said.
“We know just about everybody in Greenfield.”
“I think you should look in the phone book,” Benny insisted.
Jessie turned the pages of the book. “You’re right. There’s one Marvin Garrison way out on Cadman Road.”
Violet took the phone and dialed the number. “Hello,” she said. “Is Laura Garrison there?”
An angry voice replied, “This is the third wrong number I’ve gotten today. I think I’m just going to disconnect this phone. I’ve had enough. The last call I had was for the Fairfield Meat Market.”
“I’m real sorry,” Violet said and she hurriedly hung up.
“I think we should just give up,” Henry said.
“Wait a minute,” Jessie answered. “We saw her visiting Susan Barstow. Maybe Mrs. Garrison lives in Silver City.”
“For all we know she could live in New York City,” Henry said, smiling.
Jessie turned to the Silver City listings. “There’s one. Kenneth Garrison.”
Jessie dialed the number and soon a woman answered. “Is Laura Garrison there?” Jessie asked.
“This is Laura Garrison,” the woman replied.
Jessie’s face broke into a big smile. She put her hand over the receiver and whispered, “It’s her! ”
Then she took her hand away and said to Mrs. Garrison, “This is Jessie Alden. I just wanted to ask you what happened last night. I mean, you didn’t come to our house and you’d said you would.”
Jessie could hear Laura Garrison sigh. “I’m sorry, Jessie. I should have called you, but I just changed my mind. I really had nothing to say to you after all.”
“Please, Mrs. Garrison,” Jessie said. “Won’t you come and talk to us? I know you wanted to.”
“I can’t, Jessie. I can’t help you. You misunderstood,” Mrs. Garrison said.
“You don’t have to come to the house,” Jessie said quickly. “Just let us talk to you for a few minutes.”
Mrs. Garrison hesitated. “All right. I’ll meet you at that ice cream parlor in Greenfield in an hour.”
Jessie hung up and said in disbelief, “She said to meet her at the ice cream parlor in an hour.”
“Now what are you going to do?” Henry asked.
“I don’t know.” Jessie answered.
“At least we’ll get some ice cream, I hope,” Benny said.
In an hour the children were at the ice cream shop. Laura Garrison was already there, sitting at a big table, drinking a cup of coffee. The Aldens joined her and she said, “Why don’t you all order something.”
“I’m not very hungry,” Jessie said.
“I am,” Benny said quickly.
Laura smiled. “What would you like, Benny?”
“Vanilla ice cream with chocolate fudge sauce,” Benny answered.
Henry had a malted, Violet a scoop7 of chocolate ice cream, and Jessie decided8 on a soda9. As soon as the waitress had taken their order Jessie said, “Mrs. Garrison, we don’t mean to be pests, but I just think you wanted to say something to us last night. What was it?”
Laura Garrison looked down at her hands. “I made a mistake, Jessie. I thought I had something to tell you that might help you, but I was wrong. That’s all, Jessie. I have nothing to say.”
The waitress returned with their orders soon and they all started to eat. “If I could help you, I would,” Mrs. Garrison said. “But I can’t. I think you children just have to forget about the necklace.”
“Everybody keeps telling us that,” Benny said.
“Well,” Laura Garrison answered, “maybe everybody is right.”
They all finished their ice cream and then left the shop. Mrs. Garrison said, “Good-bye children, I don’t think we’ll be meeting again.”
Henry watched her get into her car and drive off. “This is really it, Jessie. We’ve reached the end of the road. I think we do have to forget about the necklace.”
“Maybe,” Jessie said, but she didn’t sound so sure.
The next day, Grandfather and the children were in the kitchen eating a breakfast of Mrs. McGregor’s perfect pancakes with real maple10 syrup11, milk for the children, and coffee for Mr. Alden.
The young Aldens walked to the door with their grandfather, so that Jessie, Violet, and Benny could kiss him good-bye before he went to his office. Henry shook hands with Mr. Alden, thinking that he was too grownup to kiss Grandfather now.
As Mr. Alden was going out to the front door, a car pulled up in the driveway and stopped. A woman and man got out.
When Jessie saw them, she gasped12. “Oh! My!”
It was Mrs. Newton and Carl Mason.
Mrs. Newton walked up to the Aldens. “I am sorry to come like this, without calling, and so early. But I knew if I didn’t do this right away, I would lose my nerve.”
She turned to Mr. Alden. “I’m Lorraine Newton. This is Carl Mason, who is the curator of the Elmford Museum. Your grandchildren know both of us. We would like to talk to all of you.”
Grandfather looked very puzzled, but he said politely, “Of course. Won’t you please come in.”
In the living room, Mr. Alden asked his guests, “Would you like some coffee or something to eat, perhaps?”
“No, thank you very much,” Mrs. Newton answered. She reached into her large handbag, took out a velvet13 jewelry14 box, and handed it to Mr. Alden. “I think this belongs to you.”
Grandfather opened the box and gasped. There was the sapphire15 necklace, sparkling16 against a white satin background. He looked at Mrs. Newton. “It’s my wife’s necklace. But I don’t understand. How did you get it?”
Mrs. Newton sighed. “This is a long story. But before I begin I must say that I am very sorry for what I have done … for all the pain I must have caused you and your wife.”
“Please, tell us your story, Mrs. Newton,” Mr. Alden said.
She nodded. “I had a son, Evan Newton. He really wasn’t a bad person, but he was lazy. He was married and had two children, and they all lived with my husband and myself, because Evan just didn’t want to work.
“Finally, after a few years of this, my husband told Evan he wasn’t going to give him any more money. Evan had to get a job. Well, he did, with a caterer17.”
“Oh!” Violet said.
Mrs. Newton went on. “Not long after he got the job, he left it, bragging18 that he was going to have enough money soon to do all sorts of things. I was very suspicious19. One day, when Evan was out, I went up to his room, looking for some explanation of his attitude. In his drawer, under a pile of shirts, I found the necklace.”
“I can hardly believe this,” Mr. Alden cried out.
Mrs. Newton, twisting her hands in her lap, went on. “I was very upset. I asked Evan where he had gotten the necklace and he wouldn’t tell me. My husband and I kept asking him, but he would never answer. I never read anything about a theft of a necklace in any newspaper. We waited for weeks, trying to find something out. I wanted to return it.”
“Why didn’t you go to the police?” Henry asked.
Mrs. Newton wiped away a tear. “I should have, but Evan was my son and I couldn’t stand the thought of his going to jail. And then there were his children. How would they feel about a father who was a thief? Susan, Evan’s wife, begged me not to tell the police.”
“So you didn’t,” Grandfather said, nodding his head.
“I didn’t,” Mrs. Newton said. “But I didn’t want to keep the necklace, either. So I donated it to the Elmford Museum. I felt, in that way, I wouldn’t be keeping the necklace and lots of people would be able to enjoy looking at it in the museum. I told Mr. Mason the whole story and he took the necklace even though he was reluctant.”
“I know I shouldn’t have done that,” Carl Mason said. “I thought about what to do for days. I knew I should go to the police, but Mrs. Newton was a dear, old friend. I felt sorry for her.”
“Where is Evan now?” Violet asked.
“Evan died a number of years ago,” Mrs. Newton answered. “Then his wife married John Barstow and they moved to Silver City, where Evan’s children grew up. I wanted to forget about the necklace, but recently, Mr. Alden, your grandchildren came to Elmford and went to see Elizabeth Harkins.”
“Why did you all do that?” Grandfather asked Jessie.
The children told him the story of seeing Mrs. Harkins’ picture and everything that happened after that.
Mrs. Newton said, “Elizabeth and her husband are old friends. They were the only people I told about Evan and the necklace, except, of course, for Carl. So the Harkinses called and told me about the children’s visit to her.”
Henry turned to Mr. Mason. “You threw away Violet’s drawing, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” Mr. Mason admitted. “I did. I thought you children would give it up. But you didn’t.”
“And I made the call to your aunt’s, telling you to go home,” Mrs. Newton said. “It was so wrong to do that.”
“Did you follow us in your car, Mr. Mason?” Benny asked. “You scared me.”
Mr. Mason smiled. “I’m sorry, Benny. I just wanted to see if you were all going to Mrs. Newton’s that day. When I saw you weren’t, I drove away.”
Violet said, “We knew, we really knew it was our grandmother’s necklace.”
Mrs. Newton twisted a handkerchief in her hands. “Laura wanted to tell you all along. In fact, when she made that appointment to come here the night before last, it was to tell all of you the whole truth. But I found out and I couldn’t let her do it. So I persuaded her not to come.
“Susan Barstow wanted to keep the truth hidden, too. She just couldn’t face telling her children what their father had done. She told me about your visit to her house. She felt very bad about the way she acted, but she didn’t know what else to do.”
Henry stood up and faced Mr. Mason. “Were Jessie and I right? Was someone here the other night?”
Mr. Mason sighed. “I’m sorry. I was here that night. All I wanted to do was look at the portrait. I had to see if the children’s story was true. As soon as I saw the necklace I knew, Mr. Alden, it was yours. I can’t tell you how guilty I feel for having broken in here. It was wrong for me to have done that and I apologize.”
“How did you get in?” Mr. Alden asked.
Carl Mason smiled. “Well, the lock on your patio20 door can be opened very easily. You should have it looked at. I am very sorry if I frightened you.”
“What did you do after you were here that night?” Jessie asked.
“I called Mrs. Newton right away, even though it was the middle of the night, and told her that the necklace was Mr. Alden’s. Then she said she would have to return it to him, no matter what.”
Mr. Alden opened the jewelry box again and looked at the glittering21 sapphires22. “How happy Celia would be if she knew it was back!”
Mrs. Newton stood up. “I’ll leave you now. I could never apologize enough for what I have done all these years.”
Mr. Alden stood, too. “I understand what you felt … that you wanted to protect your son. You don’t have to worry. My grandchildren and I will never let anyone know that Evan was the thief. I have Celia’s necklace, and that’s all that matters. Your son is dead. There is really nothing to be gained by reporting this matter to the police at this time.”
“Thank you, Mr. Alden,” Mrs. Newton said. Then she turned to the children, “And thank all of you for not giving up looking for the truth.”
Then she and Carl Mason left.
The children all gathered around Mr. Alden and looked at the necklace. Mr. Alden handed the box to Jessie. “I told you once that this was to be given to the oldest granddaughter. Well, that’s you, Jessie.”
“You’re rich, Jessie!” Benny cried.
Jessie gazed at the necklace for a long moment. Then she closed the box. “Grandfather, would you mind if I gave it back to the museum?”
“Why, Jessie?” Grandfather asked.
Jessie answered, “Well, I’m too young to wear it now. So what would we do with it?”
“I’d put it in the safe,” Grandfather said.
Jessie nodded and said, “And no one would see it. But if I gave it to the Elmford Museum, people could come and enjoy our beautiful necklace. I’d like that.”
Grandfather smiled at Jessie. “You are a very generous, thoughtful girl. Of course, if that’s what you want, that’s what we’ll do.”
Benny shook his head. “But, Jessie, it’s yours. ”
“I know, Benny,” Jessie said, “and that’s why I can give it to the museum.”
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sparkling
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caterer
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