amused smile studied a large billboard which
read:
Follow the arrow to Red Gate Farm! See the
mysterious cavern used by counterfeiters! Admis-
sion fifty cents.
As Carson Drew continued slowly in his car, he
presently came to another sign, bolder than the
first:
Regain health at Red Gate Farm. Boarders by
Day or Week.
The traffic was unusually heavy, and the law-
yer soon realized that all of the cars were headed
for the farm. The place was crowded. He parked
as near the house as he could and walked up the
path. The grounds were well kept and equipped
with swings and huge umbrellas. A number of
persons, evidently boarders, were enjoying the
garden.
Before Carson Drew had reached the front
door, it was flung open, and Nancy rushed to
meet him. “Dad!” she cried joyfully. “Isn’t this
wonderful?”
“You’ve done a magnificent job, Nancy.”
After a hearty dinner Nancy and her friends
took Mr. Drew to the hillside cave. Reuben
Ames, looking most unlike himself in a new suit
which was a trifle too tight, was in his glory as
he conducted groups of visitors through the cav-
ern.
“I’ve collected thirty dollars already today,” he
hailed Nancy as she came up with her friends.
“This beats plowin’ corn.”
Bess grinned. “Didn’t I always say that adven-
ture follows Nancy Drew around?”
And Bess was right, for another exciting adven-
ture awaited her courageous friend, who very
soon was to become involved in The Clue in the
Diary.
Mr. Drew laughed. “Nancy,” he said, “as I
think of your adventure at Red Gate Farm I can’t
decide whether you’re better as a detective or as
a promoter!”