Chapter – 9
Locked and Unlocked
We all ran
up to the attic. On our way there, Bill had said that when he had first tried
to look for a treasure, he had said that the sink didn’t work, the boards creak
and the cupboard is locked forever. So far only the sink and the boards had
been of any use to us, now it was turn of the cupboard to be helpful. There was
an old, big and rusty lock on the cupboard. We all immediately set about trying
to find the key of the lock. Martha found it, this is one of the reasons I say
that girls are good at finding things, it was in the keyhole of the lock
itself! Funny no one noticed it there. It all four of us to turn the rusted
key. Suddenly the lock sprang open and the floor gave way beneath us, evidently it had been planned that when the cupboard would open, the floor would give way! We were
falling! We fell about 3 meters and landed on a hard piece of ground. Martha
was unconscious and the rest of us were in very bad shape. I got up on my feet
just as the trapdoor which had made us fall snapped shut, however much I pulled
it, it would not open. Martha was conscious now. We all tugged and pulled till
the handle gave way and we were locked! We all sat about gloomily for we all
now thought that we were going to perish in there. Jack’s eyes suddenly fell
upon a piece of gold. He exclaimed,” Hey, look at this, it’s a piece of gold,
which means that a treasure once stood here. Now it’s gone.” We all set
morosely together for there was nowhere to go. Suddenly Bill discovered that he
had a flashlight in his pocket. He turned it on and we all gasped, for there
was a sort of corridor going away from where we were imprisoned.
We all stumbled along in the dark
because Bill was first and had the flashlight. Bill suddenly stopped he said,”
Hey there’s a fork here, where do we go now?”Jack got an idea and said,” Does
one corridor go up and one down? Bill cried out affirmatively. “So go up because
we are already pretty high in the house and how much higher can we go? If we
went down, then there it might get under the ground where catacombs might be
present and we would get lost in them very quickly.” This seemed logical, so we
went up. Soon Bill cried out that he had reached an opening in the chimney.
Actually this was a problem (the descanting wasn’t a problem because the
chimney had some bricks jutting out which we could use as steps) because mother had
lighted a fire in the fireplace and we couldn’t descent with the fire on. So we
waited until the dim glow of the fire underneath us died out in the night. I
was worried because mother and father might be worried about us. We all
descended down in the fireplace with the little piece of gold which Jack had
spotted. We woke (a very worried) mother and father, and told them our story.
THE (HAPPY) END
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