Bob Cook and the German Spy by Paul Greene Tomlinson
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"Is the car there?" "Yes, but what good will it do us if we can't get in?" "Haven't you got a key to the garage up at the house?" "Father has one, but I don't dare wake him now." Bob glanced at the house and the absence of lights on the first and second floors convinced him that his family were all in bed. A single light shone from a window on the third floor where Lena, the cook, slept. "Maybe we can force a window," suggested Hugh. "You can open the door from the inside, can't you?" "Oh, yes," said Bob. "Let's try a window anyway." They went around the corner of the garage and the first window they tried yielded immediately. A moment later both boys had clambered inside, and presently Bob found the electric light button. As the light flooded the garage Heinrich's angora cat rose sleepily from the tonneau of the automobile and stretched himself. A cloth covering over the parrot's cage kept that garrulous bird quiet. Percy lay stretched out in the water which filled his tub. "The dog must be out with Heinrich," said Bob. He seated himself in the driver's seat of the car, and Hugh lifted the drowsy cat to the floor. Bob pushed a button, put his foot on the self-starter and the engine started. Heinrich always backed the car into |
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