floor.â
âDo you see anything near the door?â asked Henry.
It took Benny a long time to answer. âNo,â he finally called.
âCan you go farther?â asked Henry.
âYes,â said Benny. Henry pulled on the rope. Benny rode up to the attic. Then he had Henry bring him down to the kitchen. Then back up to the second floor.
âThis is so much fun,â said Benny as he climbed out of the dumbwaiter. He had dirt and dust in his hair and on his arms, hands, and face.
âOh, Benny, you look like a chimney sweep,â said Jessie, laughing.
âA what?â asked Benny.
âSomeone who cleans chimneys,â answered Jessie.
âThere was a lot of dust up there,â said Benny. Violet handed her little brother a packet of tissues from her pocket.
âWell, what are we waiting for?â asked Benny after he had blown his nose and wiped his face.
The Aldens searched and searched. On the second floor, near the dumbwaiter, they found closets full of clothes, sheets, and towels.
âNothing here,â said Benny as he walked out of the linen closet.
âWell, thereâs actually a lot in that closet,â said Henry. âJust no ring.â
âNot even a box that could hold the ring,â said Violet. âRemember, Emily said she put the ring in a box with other things from her mother.â
Henry nodded.
âDonât forget, we have to be quiet on this floor,â said Jessie as the Aldens walked up the staircase to the third floor. âWe donât want to disturb the professor.â
âIâll say,â Benny whispered as he tiptoed up the rest of the stairs. At the top, he looked around, trying to guess which door belonged to the professor.
Henry found the dumbwaiter at the end of the hallway. âThere isnât a closet on this floor,â he said. âAt least not one near the dumbwaiter.â
âGood,â said Benny. âI was getting tired of looking at sheets and towels.â
Violet laughed. âIf you were Emily, where would you hide a ring?â
âIn a safe place,â said Jessie. âMaybe even in a safe.â Jessie laughed a little at her joke.
âA what?â asked Benny.
âA safe,â Jessie repeated. âItâs a place where people keep their most valuable things.â
âSafes are usually built into the wall,â said Violet as she took a painting of a trumpet off the wall so she could look behind it.
âWe should look behind all these paintings and the furniture,â said Henry as he moved a heavy armchair away from the wall.
The Aldens looked and looked. They found coins, bobby pins, and spools of thread, but no ring.
âI wish Emily had given us more clues,â said Henry as he hung a big mirror back on the wall.
âClues,â said a loud voice. âWhat were you looking for behind that mirror?â Kimberly came bounding up the steps holding a leash with a miniature white poodle on the end.
âIs that your dog?â asked Henry, happy to change the subject.
Kimberly nodded. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold. She wore several scarves tied loosely around her neck, above her hot pink jacket.
âThis is Juniper.â Kimberly picked up her dog so Henry could pet it. âI take her out for a walk every day, but she really isnât used to snow.â
Henry patted Juniperâs curly white fur. Juniper whined and gave a shrill bark. âSheâs cute,â he said.
âSo what are you doing on this floor?â Kimberly asked. âAnd what is all this talk about clues?â
âOh, nothing really,â said Henry.
âYou are looking for something, arenât you?â said Kimberly.
âWell, yes,â Henry admitted. âBut, uh, itâs nothing important. Weâd better go.â The others nodded and hurried down the stairs before Kimberly could say anything more. The Aldens heard her close