“Now, I’ll show you the real treasure,” she promised. “Then you will understand why the secret must be kept.”
Chapter 9
HIGH WIND
MOVING to a shelf on the north wall, Hanny pulled out a canvas bag.
“Not money?” gasped Vevi. Her interest in the locked room had revived quickly.
“This bag contains something which may be as valuable as gold,” Hanny replied. “It all depends on whether or not Uncle Peter is lucky.”
The little Dutch girl unfastened the bag and carefully emptied out some of the contents on the counter.
“More tulip bulbs!” exclaimed Vevi. “Big ones too.”
She had never seen such large bulbs. Each one was plump and perfectly formed. Even Vevi who did not know anything about flower bulbs could see that these were something very fine.
“Are these the special bulbs your uncle developed Hanny?” shrewdly guessed Connie. “Are they the blue ribbon ones?”