Free Five Get Into Trouble by Enid Blyton

and look for them?

    'Let's get away from this part of the house,' whispered Julian. 'Get round to the other side.'

    They made their way round quietly — and Richard suddenly pul ed at Julian's arm.
    'Look!' he said. 'There's a window open! Can't we get in there?'

    11 Trapped!

    Julian looked at the casement window. The moonlight shone on it. It certainly was a little ajar. 'How did we miss that when we went round before?' he wondered. He hesitated a little. Should they try to get in or not? Wouldn't it be better to rap on the back door and get that miserable-looking woman to answer it and tell them what they wanted to know?

    On the other hand there was that evil-looking hunchback there. Julian didn't like the look of him at all. No — on the whole it might be better to creep in at the window, see if it was Dick upstairs, set him free, and then al escape through the same open window.
    Nobody would know. The bird would have flown, and everything would be all right.

    Julian went to the window. He put a leg up and there he was astride the window. He held out a hand to Anne. 'Come on — I'l give you a hand,' he said, and pul ed her up beside him. He lifted her down on the floor inside.

    Then George came, and then Richard. George was just leaning out to encourage Timmy to jump in through the window too, when something happened!

    A powerful torchlight went on, and its beam shone right across the room into the dazzled eyes of the four children! They stood there, blinking in alarm. What was this?

    Then Anne heard the voice of one of the men who had captured Dick, 'Well, well, well
    — a crowd of young burglars!'

    The voice changed suddenly to anger. 'How dare you break in here! I'l hand you over to the police.'

    From outside Timmy growled fiercely. He jumped up at the window and almost succeeded in leaping through. The man grasped what was happening at once, and went to the open window. He shut it with a bang. Now Timmy couldn't get in!

    'Let my dog in!' said George, angrily, and stupidly tried to open the window again. The man brought his torch down sharply on her hand and she cried out in pain.

    'That's what happens to boys who go against my wishes,' said the man, whilst poor George nursed her bruised hand.

    'Look here,' began Julian, fiercely, 'what do you think you're doing? We're not burglars —
    and what's more we'd be very, very glad if you'd hand us over to the police!'

    'Oh, you would, would you?' said the man. He went to the door of the room and yelled out in a tremendous voice: 'Aggie! AGGIE! Bring a lamp here at once.'

    There was an answering shout from the kitchen, and almost immediately the light of a lamp appeared shining down the passage outside. It grew brighter, and the miserable-looking woman came in with a big oil-lamp. She stared in amazement at the little group of children. She seemed about to say something when the man gave her a rough push.

    'Get out. And keep your mouth shut. Do you hear me?'

    The woman scuttled out like a frightened hen. The man looked round at the children in the light of the lamp. The room was very barely furnished and appeared to be a sitting-room of some kind.

    'So you don't mind being given up to the police?' said the man. 'That's very interesting.
    You think they'd approve of you breaking into my house?'

    'I tel you, we didn't break in,' said Julian, determined to get that clear, at any rate. 'We came here because we had reason to believe that you've got my brother locked up somewhere in this house — and it's al a mistake. You've got the wrong boy.'

    Richard didn't like this at all. He was terribly afraid of being locked up in the place of Dick! He kept behind the others as much as possible.

    The man looked hard at Julian. He seemed to be thinking. 'We haven't a boy here at all,'
    he said at last. 'I real y don't know what you mean. You don't suggest that I go about the countryside picking boys up and making them prisoners, do you?'

    'I don't know what you