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1、THE SHORE ROAD MYSTERYFRANKLIN W. DIXONCONTENTSCHAPTERIPURSUIT!IIPOLICE TIP-OFFIIIA PILGRIM MYSTERYIVSUSPICIOUS VISITORVSTRATEGYVIMYSTERIOUS COLLISIONVIIFLIGHT SNIPER VIII THE RING OF FIREIXTHE SPIDERS NETXSTRANGE ROADBLOCKXIGUARD ON THE CLIFFXIIPLANTED EVIDENCE?XIIIA HUNGRY SLEUTHXIVSEA CLUESXVDOUB
2、LE ATTACKXVIRETREAT TRICKXVIITHE WOODEN HORSEXVIIIPRISONER RESCUEXIXHOPELESS ESCAPE XX ROUNDUP AND TREASURECHAPTER IPursuit!. . . stolen at Dune Beach. Car is Swiftline cream sedan, believed heading south on Shore Road. Alert all cars! Repeat . . .The bulletin had just come over the police band on F
3、rank Hardys motorcycle radio. He and his brother Joe, side by side on their dark-gray machines, were roaring northward along Shore Road to join school friends for a swim.Dune Beach! Frank shouted, and the boys skidded to a halt on a sand shoulder. The car thief might pass them at any moment!Lets sto
4、p him! Joe proposed.The boys waited, scanning a deserted fishing pier on their right. Frank was eighteen, tall and dark-haired. Joe, a year younger, was blond. Both were excellent amateur detectives.Joe, do you realize this makes five car thefts in one week along Shore Road?The Hardys steered their
5、motorcycles to the land side of Shore Road and faced them south, ready to move out quickly.Several cars whizzed by, heading north. Then two police cars screamed past in the other direction.After five more minutes had gone by, Frank frowned. It looks as if were not going to nab any thieves today.Joe
6、said, Lets hope the police are on the right track!But subsequent bulletins indicated another successful getaway by the car thieves. The Hardys cycled to Dune Beach to learn what they could. Here the boys found several state troopers taking down information from the elderly man whose car had been sto
7、len.It was gone when I came up from the beach, he said.Presently the boys headed south for their swim. I dont understand this, Joe remarked. The stolen car couldnt just vanish into thin air!The police seemed just as puzzled, Frank observed. Unfortunately, there were no witnesses. Did you notice that
8、 the tires of two nearby cars had been punctured? The thief must have done that to avoid pursuit.The brothers eased their motorcycles toward a wooden rack behind Oceansides bathing pavilion. Joe swung off his vehicle and unstrapped his towel roll. Maybe a good swim will sharpen our wits.Right, said
9、Frank as they headed for the bathhouse.Being the sons of Bayports famous detective, Fenton Hardy, the boys were not easily deterred by initial disappointments in pursuing criminals. Although still high school students, they had helped their father on many cases and had used their sleuthing prowess i
10、n solving several mysteries. Joe, though impetuous, was quick-witted and dependable. Frank, more serious-minded, was inclined to think out a situation before taking action. They worked well together.After the Hardys had changed into swimming trunks and Bayport High sweat shirts, they trotted across
11、the hot white sand to the roped-off bathing area.Frank! Joe! called their waiting friends.Greetings were exchanged as Phil Cohen and Tony Prito, pals of the Hardys, bounded over from behind the lifeguards green chair. Phil was a quiet, intelligent boy with sandy hair. Tony, olive-complexioned and li
12、vely, owned a motorboat and had shared many adventures with the Hardys out on Barmet Bay.Were sorry, Frank apologized, but we were delayed by a car thief. He recounted the story.Another one! Tony shook his head. Is your dad on the case?Joe slipped off his sweat shirt. No, not yet. Hes going out of t
13、own today. All the police in the area are, though. Maybe therell be a break in the mystery soon.Phil tilted his head. If you fellows get on the job, there will be. He grinned. For better or worse.Thanks, said Joe, then turned and raced for the water. Frank followed.Whoa there! From behind a pair of
14、sunglasses appeared the tan, smiling face of blond Lifeguard Biff Hooper.The Hardys greeted Biff and looked around the beach. There were not many bathers in evidence.Where is everybody today? Frank asked.I think the car thefts are keeping folks away, Biff answered. Its been like this for a week.Have
15、 any of the rest of our crowd been here today? Joe put in.I havent seen Iola all day, Biff teased.The others laughed, and Joe joined in. Bashful with girls, he was used to being teased about his attachment to Chet Mortons sister.Say, wheres Chet? Frank asked.Chet? I havent seen him here this week, B
16、iff replied. But I did hear hes been spending some time at the Bayport Museum.It must be connected with food. Tony grinned. Their stout friend loved to eat.Frank and Joe went swimming. An hour later they saw Biff beckoning to them from shore. Message for you fellows! he shouted. They swam quickly to
17、 the beach.Biff exclaimed, A phone message was just brought to me! Jerry finally got his new car! Hes at Beach Grove. Why dont you Hardys run over later and take a look at it?Great!Jerry Gilroy, a fellow student, had long spoken of buying a handsome car for which he had been saving earnings from sum
18、mer and after-school jobs.Before leaving, Frank and Joe decided to stroll along the beach toward a black stone jetty in the distance. Suddenly they came upon a dead bat in the sand.Funny, said Joe. Wonder how that got here.The boys walked on to the end of the jetty and scanned the horizon. Beyond th
19、e bathing area, a black fishing boat cruised by slowly. Moments later, the Hardys recognized a smaller green-and-white boat which belonged to their friend Jack Dodd.They waved to him. Jack seemed about to wave back when they saw him lurch forward sharply and drop below in his boat. Then he stood up
20、and signaled frantically.Somethings wrong! Joe gasped. Look! The bow is beginning to list!The Hardys dived off the jetty and swam swiftly out to meet the craft as Jack headed it toward the rock promontory. In moments they had climbed into the boat.Frank! Joe! Quick! In there!Jack pointed to the smal
21、l forward compartment as he maneuvered the boat closer to the jetty. Below, the Hardys found themselves standing in an inch of churning water!Near the left bulkhead! Jack called down, cutting the motor.Frank had already spotted a small, bubbling fount and covered it with his foot. Joe ripped a towel
22、 off a hook and together they stanched the leak until some wood sealer was found in the paint locker. By the time Joe and Jack were mooring the boat to the jetty, Frank had tightly plugged the leak.I guess I owe you fellows my boat. Jack smiled gratefully as the three bailed most of the water out of
23、 the compartment.Jack Dodd was a likable, dark-haired youth. He and his father, a widower and respected Bayport citizen, worked a farm on Shore Road.The exercise did us good-and in. Joe laughed and jumped onto the jetty. How did it happen, Jack? Did you strike a rock?Jack shook his head worriedly. S
24、ome other object struck my boat underneath.Franks face showed astonishment.It sure seemed that way. I was moving along great until I heard a scraping noise and then the gush of water. Ive never hit any rocks around here before.But who would deliberately- Joe was puzzled.Youve got me. Jack shrugged.
25、Ive run into some cranks along the coast, but never any who seemed likely to do this sort of thing. A gleam came into Jacks eye. Say, how would you fellows like to help Dad and me solve a mystery?A mystery!Yes, Jack continued, brightening. My uncle, an astronomy professor at Cheston College, is comi
26、ng up from Greenville tomorrow to assist us, but we need a couple of good local detectives. He grinned at the Hardys. This mystery concerns a geographical puzzle thats been puzzling our family for three centuries!The Hardys whistled. You bet well help!Jack promised to give them the details the follo
27、wing day. He cast off, waving good-by.After Frank and Joe had changed into their sport clothes, they returned to the motorcycles and headed north on Shore Road, eager to see Jerrys new car.As they neared Beach Grove Point, they saw a boy running toward them. Its Jerry! Frank exclaimed.The Hardys scr
28、eeched to a halt as their wiry, red-cheeked friend flagged them down. His hair was tousled and his eyes wide with worry.The car-my new car! he gasped. Its just been stolen-sky-blue Cavalier hardtop! Did it pass you heading south?The brothers shook their heads. Then it must have gone north, Jerry dec
29、lared.Well chase it, Joe offered.The Hardys gunned their motors and swept northward. Crouching low, they whipped up an incline beneath a rock overhang.There it is! Frank shouted.Several hundred yards ahead a light-blue hardtop sped around a long curve in the highway. When the car came into view agai
30、n, the gap between it and the boys had widened. The Hardys accelerated and streaked ahead through an unbroken stretch of farm country.Were gaining on him! Joe yelled.He had no sooner said this when Frank saw something that made him exclaim in dismay.A huge, bright-red produce truck pulled out of a d
31、irt road directly ahead, entirely blocking off the highway! It stood still.Joe, look out! Frank shouted, desperately braking down from top speed.But it was too late! Tires smoking, the motorcycles screeched into a skid off the road!CHAPTER IIPolice Tip-offSWERVING to avoid a wooden fence, the Hardys
32、 windmilled their motorcycles violently. Both boys flew off as the machines came to a stop in a cloud of dust. Dazed, Frank pulled himself up and limped over to Joe.You okay? Frank asked with concern. His brother had a bruised forehead and had skinned his left arm.Joe seemed stunned but managed a we
33、ak smile. I just hope our cycles came out of it as lucky as we have.The radios banged up, Frank said.Up ahead, the door of the produce truck slammed. A short, plump man with yellowish-white hair approached the Hardys. From his floppy straw hat, denims, and mud-stained shoes the boys concluded that h
34、e was a farmer.You fellers all right? he asked. Mighty sorry bout that spill. Didnt see you comin. My truck horn dont work noways. Hope you wasnt in no hurry.We were after somebody, but its too late to catch him now, said Frank. May we use your phone?Aint got one, the man replied.As he drove off, th
35、e Hardys righted their motorcycles. To their relief, both machines were operable.Wed better get back to Beach Grove, said Frank, and the boys chugged off.They found that Jerry had already phoned the police. There were no noticeable footprints or other clues where he had left his car.I sure hate to l
36、ose that bus, Jerry said. Although the car was a year old, it was a good one, and an expensive model, too.Was your car locked? Joe asked their friend.Yes, but the thief managed to get it open.After the police arrived, Frank and Joe said they must leave. JeiTy thanked the boys for their efforts. Ill
37、let you know what happens, he promised.In a short time the brothers reached the pleasant, tree-shaded Hardy home, which stood at the corner of Elm and High streets.After dusting off their motorcycles, the boys entered the back door and tiptoed through the fragrant kitchen.Im ready to put away a good
38、 meal, Frank remarked.Smudged, unkempt, and with a few bleeding cuts, they hoped to wash before alarming their mother or peppery Aunt Gertrude. Their fathers unmarried sister was a frequent visitor.They had no sooner started up the stairs when Miss Hardy came from the living room and called to them.
39、Supper is almost ready- In the moment of silence that followed, there was a disapproving gasp. Frank and Joe! Look at yourselves! Dust and mud and dirt and- the tall, angular woman began.That supper sure smells good, Aunty! Joe said, smiling.Joe Hardy, dont you change the subject! she continued. A f
40、ine spectacle you are! And tracking dirt all over your mothers vacuumed car pet-Suddenly Aunt Gertrude saw Joes skinned arm and bruised forehead. Joe, youre cut! And Frank-why are you limping? Oh, my goodness, what happened?Her nephews could not repress smiles. They soon dispelled her concern withou
41、t mentioning the details of their accident on Shore Road. The brothers loved their aunt and knew that beneath her huffish way she held great affection for them.Well, maybe you didnt track the carpet too badly, she said. But, Joe, youd better put some antiseptic on that ugly scratch. Frank Hardy, be
42、careful going up those steps!Later, the boys joined the family at dinner. Their mother was a sweet-faced, quiet woman. Mr. Hardy was tall and distinguished looking.After hearing the details of the days happenings, the detective announced that he was leaving for New York on business. He left the tabl
43、e before dessert was served and hurried upstairs. Presently he reappeared, set a suitcase in the hall, and prepared to say good-by in the dining room.A big case, Dad? Frank asked him.Not big enough, son. The detective grinned. After that last shirt was packed, I had to stand on the case to get it sh
44、ut. The pun brought pretended groans from his sons.Their father went on, Ill be in New York City, perhaps for several weeks. Authorities there have asked me to work on an arms-smuggling case. The smugglers are apparently supplying American criminals with foreign-made lethal weapons.Got any leads, Da
45、d? Joe asked.Not yet. The government is greatly concerned over their distribution.Mr. Hardy kissed his wife and sister good-by. Then Frank and Joe accompanied their father outside to wait for his taxi to the airport.Too bad about Jerrys car, the detective said.Chief Collig asked my help on the theft
46、 case. Unfortunately, I had already accepted the New York assignment.Do you mind if we have a try at the Shore Road mystery, Dad? Frank asked hopefully.It sounds like quite a challenge-even for my sons! He smiled. But I think the police could use any help available. Take care of yourselves and keep
47、in touch. By the way, put my car in the garage before you go to bed. Its in the driveway.Sure thing, Dad, said Frank.Back at the table, the brothers discussed the days events with the women. I wonder why Jerrys stolen car was headed north, said Frank. The other Shore Road thieves always turned south.Just then they heard a familiar voice from the kitchen door. Hi, Chet! Long time
