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The Search for Lorna
The Surprise
Daisy Macbeth
The Oak
A Nice Little Trip
The Bookworm
The Mystery of Greenlodge

A Matter of Justice
The Wedding

The Auction
The River Mist


the search for lorna
by Crystal Jones © 1995-2005 

Daisy Hamilton was a private detective. She was thirty years old and had been a detective for the past two years. Every morning she went to her office to wait for phone calls or open the door to clients needing her services.

Daisy wasn’t very well known yet but occasionally people telephoned her from the advertisement she put in the local newspaper.

One morning at about eleven o’clock someone knocked on her office door. It was a fat lady who wore a fur around her neck.

“Hello, can I help you?” Daisy asked the lady. “Please come and sit down.”

“Oh yes indeed! I need your help desperately. Lorna, my little one has disappeared. I don’t know what to do.”

Daisy offered the fat lady a cup of instant coffee and awaited the details. The fat lady sat down heavily and put her large red leather handbag on Daisy’s desk.

“Please tell me everything - Mrs. ......?”

“Mrs. Edwina Humphries is my name. I am afraid they will ask me for money - I’m afraid Lorna has been kidnapped!”

“That’s terrible, Mrs. Humphries. Does Mr. Humphries, too, think Lorna has been kidnapped?”

“My husband is not interested if Lorna has been kidnapped or not!”

 “Really, Mrs. Humphries? But is your husband Lorna’s real father?”

“I don’t know what you mean. We bought Lorna together,” replied Mrs. Humphries.

“You bought ............Mrs. Humphries, that’s illegal, you know.”

“No it isn’t, not in India!”

“You bought Lorna in India?”

“Yes indeed! And she has always keeps me great company, you know.” Mrs. Humphries opened her huge leather bag to pull out a handkerchief.

With horror Daisy saw a wiggling creature come out of that bag.

“Mrs. Humphries - move that away immediately!” screamed Daisy.

“What? Oh Lorna - I’ve found you at last!” said Mrs. Humphries.”You hid in my bag - you naughty girl!”

“Mrs. Humphries. T h i s  is Lorna?”

“Yes, our Bengali swamp snake. Oh thank you my dear. No I don’t think I need your services any longer!”

As Daisy shut the door after Mrs. Humphries she made a mental note to write in the advertisement: no animals, no snakes.

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