Chapter 10
chapter ten of bob's a girl detective chapter ten it was three o'clock in the afternoon when bob's entered the musty bookshop on the east side and found the place unoccupied however the tinkling of a bell sounded in the back room and the little old man shuffled in his expression was troubled and when roberta asked for his invalid wife he replied that she wasn't so well poor malita he said and there was infinite tenderness in his voice she's yearning to go back to the home country where our children are and their children and the doctor thinks it might make her strong once again to be there but the voyage costs money and malita would rather die here than not go honest the old man seemed to be overcome with emotion then suddenly recalling his customer's errand he shuffled away to procure the package of detective stories for which he had called during his absence roberta went back of the counter reached for a book on an upper shelf and while so doing dislodged several others that tumbled about her revealing as though it had been hidden in the dark recess back of them the rare book which that morning had been taken from the queerwits antique shop
that then was what the old man meant when he said that his marlita would not go unless she could go honest the girl quickly replaced the books and then stood deep in thought what could she do what should she do she knew that the gentle bookseller had taken the rare volume merely to save the life of the one dearest to him when he returned with the package the girl heard herself asking but you if your marlita went to the home country would you not be very lonely there was infinite sadness in the faded eyes and yet too there was something else a light from the soul that true sacrifice brings ah that i also might go he said then with a gesture that included all of the small dark shop he added but these old books are all i have and they do not sell at that moment roberta recalled the name of lionel van loon who as miss pierwinkle had assured her would pay one thousand dollars for the rare book and its mate for a thoughtful moment the girls gazed at the lilac then decided to tell the little old man all that she knew at first she regretted this decision when she saw the frightened expression on his gentle childlike face
but she hastened to assure him that she only wanted to help him and so she was asking him to send the stolen book back to the antique shop by mail when this had been done roberta returning from the corner post-box found the old man gazing sadly at another volume which the girl instantly knew was the prize mate of the one she had just mailed it's no use without the other the bookseller told her and mr queerwitz wouldn't pay what it's worth he never does he crowds the poor man to the wall and then crushes him i have a plan the girl told him will you trust me with this book for a little while Trust her? Who would not? For reply the old man held his treasure toward her.
Heaven bless you, was all that he said. It was four o'clock when Bob's descended from a taxi-cab and mounted the steps of a handsome brownstone mansion on Riverside Drive. Mr. Van Loon was at home, and being a most kindly old gentleman
and accustomed to receiving all manner of persons, he welcomed Roberta into his wonderful library, listened courteously at first but with growing interest when he realized that this radiant girl had a book to sell which she believed to be both rare and valuable the eyes of the cultured gentleman plainly revealed his great joy when he actually saw the long sought first volume my dear young lady he said you cannot know what it means to me to be able to obtain that book i know where i can find its mate and so i assure you i will purchase it the price being he paused inquiringly roberta heard as though it was some one else speaking her own voice saying would one thousand dollars be too much mr van loon to a man whose hobby was collecting books and who was many times a millionaire it was not too much
will you have cash or a cheque he inquired cash if you please it was six o'clock when bobs handed the money to the overjoyed bookseller who could not thank her enough the old woman again was by the window and she smiled happily as she listened to the words of the girl that fairly tumbled over each other in their eagerness to be spoken then reaching out a frail hand to her good man and looking at him with a light in her eyes that bobs would never forget she said caleb now we can both go home to our children roberta promised to return the following day to help them prepare for the voyage she was turning away when the little woman called to her i want you to have my lilac she said and she held the blossoming spray toward the girl it was half-past six when bobs reached home gloria was watching for her rather anxiously but it was not until they were gathered about the fireplace for the evening that bobs told her story here endeth my experience as a detective she concluded but roberta was mistaken chapter ten
