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    “So green wasn’t just Hope’s favorite color,” said Lina, “it was also the color of her eyes.”
    “And she made her wedding quilt to match,” Violet added.
    The letters were not very long, and soon they’d come to the end of them. In the thirteenth letter, Robert mentioned that he wasn’t feeling well. It was his last letter to Hope.
    The Aldens and Lina sat silently for awhile. Then Lina folded the letters. “I’m going to put these in my desk and lock it,” she said. “Thank you for finding them. It’s even better than finding those quilts.”
    As they headed home, Benny said, “We solved a little mystery, didn’t we? We found the letters.”
    “Yes, I guess we did,” said Henry.
    “But we still don’t know who tried to break into Lina’s house,” Jessie reminded them.
    Violet nodded. “Yes. And who told Regina Lott about the quilts and the hidden treasure?”
    “It had to be Mr. Munsey,” said Benny.
    “She didn’t seem to know who Mr. Munsey was,” Jessie said.
    “Maybe she was just pretending she didn’t know him,” said Benny.
    “Could be,” said Henry. “But why would Mr. Munsey tell her?”
    “I don’t know,” said Jessie, frowning. “It doesn’t make sense. He was worried about the quilts being safe. If everyone knows they are in the attic, they won’t be as safe.”
    “Maybe that’s why,” said Violet. “Mr. Munsey wants to convince Lina to give the quilts to the museum, so…”
    “So maybe he told Regina about them and tried to make it look as if someone was breaking into Lina’s house, so she’d worry the quilts were in danger,” finished Jessie.
    “Yeah!” said Benny.
    “Hmm,” said Henry.
    “Someone else at the museum could have told Regina about the quilts, too,” Jessie pointed out.
    “True,” said Henry. He sighed. “We can do a little more investigating after the yard sale tomorrow. We’ll have more time, then.”
    “And maybe more clues,” Benny added.
    The next morning, the Aldens ate a quick breakfast, then went to Lina’s house to help set up the yard sale. But when Jessie knocked on the front door, nobody answered.
    “Knock some more,” said Henry. “Lina’s got to be here. The yard sale starts soon.”
    Jessie knocked again. Finally, Lina opened the door. “Quick! Inside,” she said.
    They hurried inside the house. “What’s wrong?” Violet asked.
    “Is someone trying to break in again?” asked Benny.
    “No! Unless you count the people who were already here for the yard sale. They started knocking on my door practically at dawn this morning. Dawn!” said Lina.
    “But the sign says the yard sale starts at nine,” said Violet.
    Lina made a face. “People are excited because of Regina’s little story on the news last night. Didn’t you see it?”
    The Aldens exchanged glances. “No,” said Henry.
    “Well, you didn’t miss much,” said Lina. “The whole thing only lasted about fifteen seconds, but I guess that was enough to — ”
    Knocking on the front door interrupted her.
    “The yard sale doesn’t start until nine,” Lina said in a loud voice without opening the door. “You’ll have to wait until then.”
    “We’ll start putting the tables and stuff out now,” Henry said. “If we work together, we’ll have it done in no time.”
    But they didn’t have a chance to work together. No sooner had Henry set up the first table and Jessie brought out the first box than all four doors of a car parked out front flew open. People spilled out and hurried toward them. “This the yard sale? Where’s the treasure?” the man in the lead asked, looking around.
    “Treasure?” Henry repeated, startled.
    “We saw the story on the news last night. ‘Treasure house holds yard sale,’ the reporter said,” the man told Henry. “ ‘ Hidden treasures,’ she said.”
    “We’re not ready yet,” Jessie said politely. “The sale starts at nine.”
    “Early bird gets the worm, right?” said the man. He reached