 Section 7 of The Secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph. The Slipper Vox recording is in the public domain. Recording by Marius Gano. The Promenade. Joe! You're hurt!" cried Florence. Look at the blood! Oh! That's nothing, sure applied. I just left a little skin up there on the wall when I slipped, but it isn't enough to worry about. She stopped abruptly, then added, Oh dear! I was in such a hurry to get down, I forgot and left your parasol up on the roof. Well, let it stay there, poured in Florence quickly. I'd rather lose the old parasol than have you climb up there again. But I am going up there again, announced Joe unemphatically. If I can climb down the rope, there's no reason why I can't climb back up, is there? No. I suppose not, admitted Florence, hesitantly. But Joe, you might get hurt, and... Oh, but I know exactly how to fix that rope now, so it'd be so hard to get off the roof next time. I'll pick a time of day when we won't have so many spectators. For your sake, Florence. Peggy handed Joe Anne a glass of limade, saying, Drink this and stop talking about that next time. I'm afraid most of the ice has melted. It'll be cool and refreshing anyway. Joe Anne reached over for the glass. Nothing could be more appreciated right now, though I'm most too dirty to drink it. You are a sight all right, laugh Peggy, soothe, blood, dirt, all over your face and arms. We can sketchly tell what color you are. You look more like an Indian in full war paint than anything else. For all my war paint, I'm really quite harmless. I've had enough excitement for one day. Joe Anne sip the cooling drink. My, this tastes good. Driving that iron to the wall was harder work than I expected. I can easily understand why these houses are so old. Nothing short of an earthquake or a bomb can destroy them. Here, I'll take the glass if you've finished, said Florence, placing it on the tray. I'll simply pay down to the drugstore with these things, and that'll give you a chance to slip to your room and get a bath and change your clothes. You'd better not let anyone else see you like this. Poor Florence laughed Joe Anne as Florence carried the tray to the door and gave it to Felipe. Doesn't she have a time trying to keep me from disgracing the family? You are a problem sometimes, agreed Peggy, especially when you get your head set on a thing. You seem to forget everything else then. I heard what you said just now, interrupted Florence coming over and putting her arm around Joe Anne, as they started for their room. I know you sometimes think I'm fuzzy, but there's some queer customs here that we must recognize. You know the old saying, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Having reached their room, Peggy and Florence hastened to bring Joe Anne the necessary toilet articles for removing all traces of her escapade. Here, Joe, you better use this cleansing cream first, said Peggy. You'll never get all that grime off without it. Wait, I'll help you, she added, rubbing some of the cream on her neck. Ouch! Be careful, you're rubbing the skin off, cried Joe Anne, dodging. Why, I'm not. I'm being just as careful as can be. Your sunburn, that's the trouble. You red as a beat. You're blistered, added Florence. Just look at your arms and face, now that we've got some of the dirt off. I was afraid of that when you had to stay up there so long. You don't know the penetrating qualities of a tropical sun. I believe you look worse with the dirt off than you did with it on. Laugh, Peggy. What are we going to do with her, Florence? Florence shook her head dubiously. I don't know. If Daddy sees her like this, we'll have to explain what's happened, and I don't want to do that. And I don't want you to either, Joe Anne put in quickly. I want to surprise him by solving the mystery of that window. He doesn't seem to think there's anything strange about it. He didn't even look at it. You must promise to be careful whatever you do, Florence warned. Didn't I just tell you, Joe, that sometimes you're quite a problem? I did, Peggy, teasingly. You just wait till I've had my bath, Joe Anne replied, as she started out of the room. When I finish dressing, I'll look all right. When she returned a little later and primed herself triumphantly before them, Peggy burst into a peel of laughter. She looked exactly as if she'd stuck her head in the floor barrel and the floor had stuck in spots, doesn't she? She remarked to Florence. Well, her skin does look queer. A little like parchment or canvas, reluctantly admitted the more polite Florence, Joe Anne grimaced. I like that, after all my efforts. Let me fix your face, offered Peggy. I promise to touch your face as lightly as butterfly touches a flower. Listen to the poet, scoffed Joe Anne. Poet and artist, added Peggy, smiling widely. Watch how skillfully this artist works on her canvas now. Lightly brushing most of the powder off Joe Anne's face, she applied a generous amount of vanishing cream, then dusted it with just the right amount of powder so that enough of the red in her cheeks would show through to look natural. When she had finished, she waved her powder puff with a flourish. Behold the transformation from Indian to a member of the white race. You really don't look bad at all now, Joe Anne, smiled Florence. If you stay out of the bright light, I don't believe anyone, not even Daddy, will notice how sunburned you are. Is that the best you can say? To tell me I won't look bad if I stay in the dark? Put in Joe Anne. How are you going to manage to keep me in the dark? If I stay in my room and don't go to dinner tonight, your father will be sure to dose me with pills and tonics. I'll use candles on the dinner table tonight. I often do, and in their soft light, your sunburn won't be noticeable. To Joe Anne's vast relief, Dr. Blackwell did not make any comment about her complexion at dinner, even though Peggy teasingly hinted that she had taken unusual pains with her toilet this evening. Unconscious of anything amiss, Dr. Blackwell asked pleasantly, Are you girls going over to the plaza tonight to join in the promenade? Yes, I can hardly wait, replied Peggy. Florence told us about the promenade yesterday while we were driving around the plaza. Dr. Blackwell exchanged glances with Florence, his eyes twinkling. I understand, he chuckled, that if you want to catch a suitor, all you have to do is pick out the young man you prefer, then throw him a rose as you pass. You can deliver your message by the color of the rose you use. Tell me lots of fun, replied Peggy, laughingly. Where all I'll get the rose, and what color shall I use? Why, Peggy, cried Joe Anne in consternation, you wouldn't really do a thing like that, would you? If I should, I'd only be doing it in Mexico as the Mexicans do. And that's more than you've learned to do yet, she finished, smiling teasingly at Joe Anne. Joe Anne subsided instantly. A little more, and Dr. Blackwell might see through Peggy's veiled remarks and begin asking questions about what she had been doing. To her relief, Peggy turned to Florence, saying, Tell me some more about the why and wherefore of the rose-throwing custom, her eyes sparkled, so I can introduce it in the States for Joe's benefit. Smilingly, Florence explained that this was a very old custom, but was seldom used now. The Spanish girls and their Caballeros have very few opportunities of meeting each other. When they pass on the promenade, you remember I told you how the girls all walk in one direction and the men in the other. They take advantage of this chance to say a few words or deliver a message. If you've finished dinner, let's sit out on the balcony a while, with Dad, before we go down to the plaza. We can listen to the music and watch the crowds from there. The plaza, which only a short time before had been almost deserted, began to present a festive appearance now. Clusters of electric lights shone, making it bright as day. Lines of cars passed back and forth and crowds thronged the broad promenade. To Joanne, it seemed as if the balcony were a box at the theatre and from it she was watching a play being enacted on an immense stage. The beautiful, exquisitely dressed girls who, arm in arm, were slowly and gracefully strolling along on the outside of the promenade were the actresses of the play. The Caballeros, handsome and well-groomed, passing on the inside and never losing an opportunity to bow and smile at the Senoritas as they passed were the actors. As for the background, there were the trees and shrubbery and the benches filled with chaperons. All the time, the music, soft and rhythmical, was floating up to her. The orchestra, she told herself, though she knew it was the notes of the wind instruments of the band that she was hearing. Peggy broke into her thoughts just then with, Can we go down there now? I've never seen anything quite like this before. I love it. It is fascinating, putting Joanne, but we can really see better from here. Oh, I know, but you miss half the fun up here. Peggy replied quickly, I want to promenade now too, be a part of the gaiety. All right, we'll go now, said Florence. Do you mind, Daddy, if we leave you? She asked solitiously as she stooped to kiss his forehead. Of course not, my Florenceita. He replied, pinching her cheek affectionately. Run along now and have a good time. Don't forget, Miss Peggy, what I told you about catching a suitor. He teased. All right, doctor, I won't. She laughed, and if I do anything to disgrace Florence, it'll be all your fault. I'll take the consequences. He returned lightly. The three girls ran to their room a moment to add the finishing touches to their toilet, and for once Peggy was ready as soon as Joanne. All excitement, she caught Florence and Joanne by the arms to hurry them along. Oh, Peggy, don't! My arms sore, cried Joanne, holding the injured arm away from her. Oh, I'm so sorry, said Peggy sympathetically. Your camouflage is so good I'd forgotten about your blisters. I'll remember hereafter, and we'll walk one on each side of you, so no one will bump into you and hurt you again. They crossed the street, enjoying the gay promenade around the plaza. While Peggy was enjoying looking at the crowds, Joanne kept glancing back across the street at the front of the building in which the blackwells had their apartment. Since their entrance was on the side street, she had never before had an opportunity to examine the front of the house closely. The lower floor, she saw, was occupied mostly by different kinds of stores. Shortly after passing opposite the drugstore beneath Dr. Blackwell's office, she noticed a broad-arch doorway about halfway down the block. As she gazed through this doorway and into the bright-lighted space beyond, she suddenly gave a little gasp of surprise. Isn't that the patio I see through that big doorway across the street, Florence? She asked. Yes, there's a small patio there. Then that explains it, Joanne went on eagerly. This afternoon, while I was up on the roof, I noticed a queer oblong walled in place right in the center of the building. I didn't pay much attention to it at that time. I was so worried about getting off the roof, but I believe now that this wall must have been around the opening for that patio. I'm wondering if that patio wasn't at one time a part of your house. Florence's eyes opened in surprise. What makes you think that? Why? Because there wasn't a division wall between that oblong opening and your part of the house. If it were originally one big house with many rooms, that would explain the reason for the huge kitchen and the immense fireplace. That sounds reasonable enough. But why would they have built such a large house? Casa Grande, as they say in Spanish? I don't know, but that's what it's been. Casa Grande. Oh, there you go again, talking about that house. Put in Peggy. Let's forget it and enjoy the promenade. All right, I won't say another word about it now, but as soon as we get back to the house, I'm going to look around and see if I can find something that will prove that I'm right. You're hopeless, Joe. The idea of thinking about an old house when there's all this lovely music to listen to and all these beautiful girls with their Paris gowns and the handsome young men to see after they had strolled around the square for over an hour, Joe and remarked a little impatiently. Don't you think we've walked long enough? I think it's time we were going back to the house. Oh, don't let's go back yet, Peggy replied quickly. Let's stay till the concert's over. That house will still be standing there, patio and all. That won't be long, put in Florence. The band will probably only play another piece or two. You can't do any exploring about the house anyway, Joe. Till then he goes to his room, she added. So it was that they did not start homeward until the band had played the last number and the crowds were leaving. After reaching the house the girls talked for a few moments with Dr. Blackwell then went on to their room. It was not long afterward that Joe and his keen ears caught the clanging sound of metal as Dr. Blackwell bolted the outer door. She waited impatiently a little longer then slipped out into the hall and silently stood at the head of the stairway trying to figure out how these rooms had been connected with the patio and the other part of the house. I know that patio is in about the centre of the house, she thought. Then this wall opposite me would be in direct line with the patio. Since she could not see distinctly in the dim rays of the nightlight she turned on a brighter one and tilting it upward through its rays directly on the wall opposite. To her disappointment she could see nothing but the plain surface of the plastered wall. This hall must have been connected in some way with that patio she told herself. This bound to be something somewhere to show how it was connected. Tilting the light first at one angle and then another she gazed at the wall intently searching for some sign of a former opening. All at once she caught the glimpse of the dim shadowy outlines of a broad arch. Tiptoeing to the bedroom door she called softly Girls, come here quickly. I found it. I knew I was right. Quickly she led Peggy and Florence to the spot in which she had been standing and again tilting the light pointed to the wall. Don't you see the outlines of an arch over there? She asked as she threw the rays of the light back and forth across the wall. Your imagination is running away with you, Joe, scoffed Peggy. I can't see a thing but a blank wall. I do see something. A faint shadow put in Florence slowly. Why, Joe, I do believe you're right. There was an arch there. Sure, I'm right, declared Joe and triumphantly. This arch is the end of a wide hall that connected this back wall to the patio and the rest of the house. I believe your father's office was the dining room. Can't you just imagine a long banquet table down the center of that huge room and... But why would they have such a huge dining room? Florence asked quickly. What could the house have been used for? That's exactly what I'm going to find out. Joe and his chin took on a determined tilt. Maybe I can find something in Senor Rodriguez's books that will help me to solve the problem. I believe that mysterious window has something important to do with it. At least that's the way it looks to me. Shh, not so loud, Joe. You'll wake daddy. Quietly the three girls slip back to their room to talk far into the night about the unexplained mysteries of the old house. End of Section 7 Recording by Mary Scano Section 8 of The Secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph The slipper box recording is in the public domain. Recording by Mary Scano The Senor's Library In spite of all the ointment and solve, Joanne had applied to her face, neck, and arms. She spent the restless night. By morning, some of the soreness had disappeared, but her appearance was not much improved. Before venturing out of her room, she carefully put on some makeup and viewed the effect critically in the mirror. I may be able to cover up my sunburn from the servants, but not from Dr. Blackwell, she told herself. His trained eyes will be sure to penetrate my mask in the daylight. Here's hoping he doesn't eat lunch with us today. Florence says he's nearly always late. To her inward consternation, no sooner had she stepped into the hall than she saw Dr. Blackwell coming toward her. Immediately, she slowed her steps. If he comes any closer, I'm sunk, even if this hall is dark. The next moment, Dr. Blackwell called a cheerful good morning to her and disappeared into his office. Joanne smiled in relief as she thought glimpsically. A guilty conscience is certainly a bad companion. From the previous morning, she and Peggy went with Florence to market and, as before, she made only one purchase. This time, it was a roll of very slender, but strong hand-twisted rope. Now, what are you going to do with that heavy cord? Peggy promptly asked. Use it to conceal that big rope that left hanging from the roof. Use a string to conceal a heavy rope. Peggy asked in amazement. The magician! She added mockingly. Don't be silly, Peg. There's nothing mysterious about it. I've got to do something with that big rope before anyone sees it. Peggy shook her head dubiously. Well, I hope you know what you're talking about. I don't. Here comes Florence. She must be ready to leave. And the faithful watch dug following as usual. You know, I believe he's getting suspicious. Several times, I've noticed him looking at me with the queerest expression. You know, Florence said he never misses a thing. He's probably wondering what you've done to your face. On reaching home, the girls found breakfast waiting. But Joanne could scarcely eat in her eagerness to get to the balcony before Felipe cleaned the office. While Florence went to the kitchen to discuss menus with Juana, Joanne and Peggy slipped to the balcony. The rope they found was hanging as they had left it the day before. And while not very conspicuous against the dull gray color of the wall, Joanne felt that it ought to be put completely out of sight. As she studied the wall, she unwound the roll of heavy cord she had bought earlier in the morning. Look down the street, Peg, she ordered. Do you see anybody? No, it seems practically deserted right now, Peggy replied. Why? I have to climb partway up that rope again and I don't want any spectators. She explained while fastening the cord to the end of the rope. If you see anybody coming, let me know. All right. As soon as she began climbing up the rope, Joanne realized how sore her muscles were from the unusual strain she had put upon them the day before. Would she be able to bake it to the top? She wondered. I've got to do it. She told herself the next moment, tightening her lips into a firm line. Inch by inch, she pulled herself up, slipping the cord through each of the loops in the rope as she went. On reaching the roof, she found it extremely difficult to steady herself while passing the cord through the highest loops. But as she was determined to pull the rope up as high as possible, she kept on trying. Having succeeded at last in getting it through the loop at the edge, she took the end of the cord between her teeth and began to slip slowly down the rope. When she was a little over halfway, Peggy suddenly cried, Hurry, Jo. There come some people. I believe they see you. They're looking this way. Hurry. Instinctively, Joanne turned her head to see the people. As she did so, her elbows scraped the rough plastered wall. A sharp pain instantly shot through her arm rapidly, loosening her hold on the rope. She slipped rapidly to the floor. How silly of me to do that! She grumbled, examining her arm. Her sleeve, she saw, was torn and blood was running from a place where the skin had been scraped off. It looks as if I'll have to pack in cotton wool to keep from getting hurt. But this is not finishing my work and Felipe may come out here any minute. Hurriedly, she searched for an inconspicuous place to fasten the end of the cord. Finally, noticing the hand wrought hinge on the door, she decided that this offered a good hiding place. She began at once to wind the cord into a small tight ball. But as she pulled the end of the cord, the heavy rope attached to it started to crawl, snake-like up the wall. When at last the rope hung in several long loops at the edge of the roof, she fastened the cord to the door hinge and jammed the ball into the crack above. That'll be all right as long as the door isn't closed, she said. And it seldom is. At least it hasn't been close since we've been here. It doesn't show much from here and it can't be seen from inside of the office. Leaning against the balcony rail, she and Peggy surveyed the wall approvingly. The string was almost invisible and the loops of the rope at the top were scarcely noticeable. So high were they above the street. No one would ever see that unless they were looking for it, agreed Peggy. But how are you going to get it down? Didn't you say you were going back up there? Sure I am, but that's simple enough, Joanne replied. When I loosened the string, the rope is heavy enough to drop down of its own accord. Hearing a sudden noise behind them just then, they started guiltly. There stood Felipe in the doorway. Immediately Joanne wondered how long he had been there and how much he had seen. I'm glad they couldn't understand what we were talking about, she said to Peggy. He's the perfect watchdog, all right? Smiling now as they realized how nearly they had come to giving themselves away, they strolled nonchalantly around the balcony and entered the room from the farther side. You want to clean the room? Joanne asked, pointing to the room and mop. Felipe grinned and nodded his head. See, señorita. While not understanding the exact words, he had understood their meaning. Could Peggy and Joanne have seen him a few minutes later? They would have been very much amused and not a little worried. The minute they were out of sight, he stepped out of the balcony and stood gazing up and down the street. Then turned and searched the balcony. But in vain. Horioso, las Americanas. Very curious, these Americans, he muttered, shaking his head. After the injured arm had been bandaged with Peggy's assistance, the girls wandered to the back of the house in search of Florence. Finding her in the kitchen in the middle of baking a cake, they stayed to help her. To Joanne's relief, Dr. Blackwell did not appear at lunch. But when he came in an hour later, he happened to be passing through the hall. On seeing her, Dr. Blackwell stopped to call to her that he had met Senor Rodriguez and that the senor had sent a special invitation to her and the other girls to visit his library that afternoon. Does that conflict with your plans? Yes. Not at all, Joanne answered quickly forgetting all about her sunburn face. I've wanted to meet Senor Rodriguez and talk to him ever since you told me about his library. Maybe I can find out more about your house and the old church this afternoon. The moment Dr. Blackwell left, she remembered her previous anxiety about his seeing her sunburn face. I forgot all about my face. She smiled to herself. Well, I'm going to send your Rodriguez's this afternoon. Sunburn or no sunburn? Surely. In such a fine library as his, I can get some information that will help you find out more about this house, especially about that mysterious window. When, after the siesta, the girls began getting ready to go to Senor Rodriguez's. Peggy applied cream and powder to Joanne's face with the most painstaking care. I believe I'll start a beauty shop, she declared, as she stood back and gazed approvingly at Joanne's face. You actually look pretty now? Joanne grinned. Only a real artist could have performed that miracle. I don't care much about the pretty part though. All I want is to pass muster under Dr. Blackwell's inspection. Here will, don't worry. Dressed in fresh, dainty frocks, the three girls were waiting on the balcony when Dr. Blackwell drove up in the car to take them to Senor Rodriguez's. Since Florence had told her about the Senor's beautiful patio, Joanne gazed eagerly about the cool, spacious corridor of his house. The mosaic tiles of the floor seemed to her to reflect all the bright colors of the flowers in the beds beyond. And of the potted plants clustered about the stone pillars which supported the graceful arches of the court. The servant immediately ushered them into the sala, or drawing room, a room of immense size and well-proportioned lines. In heavy, gold-leaf frames, she noted, filled much of the wall space and gave the room the appearance of even greater size. The full-length double windows next caught and held her attention, curtain as they were with exquisite handmade lace which contrasted strangely with the iron bars. The next moment, their host and his wife entered. Senor Rodriguez short, plump and motherly and the senor, tall and distinguished looking. At first glance, Jo-Ann's hope sank. How could she ask this austere, dignified gentleman all of the questions which had been uppermost in her mind? Was the visit she had looked forward to with so much pleasure going to be in vain? Since introductions were in Spanish, she felt a little ill at ease, all the more so when she saw Senora Rodriguez kiss Florence, first on one cheek, then on the other and pat her on the back. If she kisses and pats me that enthusiastically on my sunburnt skin I'll be sure to flinch, she told herself. The next moment, Senora Rodriguez turned to her and smiling asked in broken English, Are you the young lady who speak the Spanish? Oh no, Senor, I can't speak Spanish, she answered timidly. El doctor say you have studied the Spanish, he insisted. See, Senor, I studied Spanish two years, she replied, but I speak very little. Ah, my dear young lady, he said pleasantly, if you do not try how can you learn? You must speak to me in the Spanish. You see, my English very bad. I am too old to learn the English well. Oh, no, Senor quickly replied Joann. You speak very good English, much better English than I do Spanish. Gracias, señorita. He replied, smiling, but how can I know? You have not speak the Spanish. My son, Joaquin, speak the English perfectly. I send him to college in the States, you know, Arvard. I think you call it? He asked me, pronouncing it Arvard, since the age is always silent in Spanish. Oh, yes, indeed. I know Arvard. It is a college of very high standing. Does he like it there? See, he likes it very much. This year he finished. Then he come home, and I take him in the office with me. If he was here now, he could help you. The doctor say you are interested in the history of my city. See, señor, I am she answered quickly. I want to find out all I can about that old church across the street from Dr. Blackwell's house. Both it and the house are so old. I feel sure there must be some very interesting things connected with them. I think you are right and I shall be very happy to assist you, he offered. We feel proud to think you are interest in our city. Did you not want some books? I would like to see some that contain old records in accounts of the early history of the city about the time that church was built. If you come this way please, he said, bowing. We shall see what we can find. By this time Joanne had completely forgotten the feeling of doubt and all she had felt at first. The señor was a very gracious host and had not laughed at her strange idea. Eagerly she followed him across the hall to a room only slightly smaller than the drawing room. Bookshelves lined most of the wall space and a long table and several chairs were the only furniture. It's definitely a man's room she thought, restful, quiet, just a kind of a room in which to study. Soon she and the señor were oblivious of everything. That's something in common. Even if they were in Spanish. In a short time they were chatting pleasantly, unconsciously using a mixture of English and Spanish. Together they searched old books and records laying aside several for her to take home so that she might study them at her leisure. In the meantime senora Rodriguez had taken the other guests to the patio to see her flowers. And after about half an hour she came to the library door and called softly to her husband. Papa you must not keep the young lady ear so long she will get tired. Addressing Joanne she asked perhaps you like to see my flowers there? I'd love to replied Joanne unconscious of having spoken in Spanish. We have the merienda first then I show you the flowers she said leading Joanne to wear the girls and Dr. Blackwell were seated in the cool pleasant court beside the flower garden. What could be more beautiful and restful Joanne thought as she gazed across the patio with its stuccoed wall overhung with flowering vines its fountain tossing sparkling sprays of water into the sunshine and its roses, jasmine and orange blossoms filling the air with their mingled fragrance. By this time the servants had noiselessly brought in the refreshments and placed them on an exquisitely inlaid tea table while Senora Rodriguez passed rich little cakes and sweet buns with squares of jalea, a stiff jelly the servants served thick black coffee and delicious rich chocolate beaten to a froth. Jo, isn't this simply gorgeous? sighed Peggy happily I've never enjoyed anything more in my life. Joanne nodded an emphatic ascent adding and I've never seen such a beautiful patio before. After Senora Rodriguez had proudly shown Joanne her flowers Dr. Blackwell announced that he had several calls yet to make and that they would have to leave. Silently the girls rose to go. With true Mexican courtesy Senora Rodriguez went down with flowers and kissed each girl on both cheeks but to Joanne's relief there was no patting on the back laden with books and flowers they drove home through the soft tropical twilight Peggy and Joanne completely charmed by the dignity and friendliness of the Rodriguez family I've never met finer people declared Joanne enthusiastically to the Florence on their way home I was a little afraid of the Senora at first he was so tall and dignified but I forgot all about that when I talked to him a few minutes it's easy to understand why he's such a good lawyer isn't it yes he's a very remarkable man agreed Florence I was sure you would enjoy meeting him and his wife by the way Jo did you get any information this afternoon that will help you yes I found out several things she replied from the old records we found that the city was founded in 1560 the Senora said that the old Mexican towns were always built around the church that and the plaza formed a hub around which the city grew if that's the case then it is possible that the church was built even earlier than 1560 before the founding of the city you mean that the church is no 400 years old exclaimed Peggy yes and since Florence's house is between it and the plaza it was built at the same time or before it seemed to be the very center of the hub I'm more convinced than ever that its history is in some way connected with that of the church after Dr. Blackwell had gone on his calls and Florence and Peggy were chatting together Joann studied the books she had brought home page after page she read slowly and with much difficulty about the Aztecs and the coming of Cortez of the growth of the Spanish territory until it reached from ocean to ocean and from Panama to Vancouver Island on the north about Hidalgo, Morelos and General Iturbide of rebellions and civil wars the wars might explain the reason for these thick walls she mused they always used the church as a place of refuge perhaps this house was used for the same purpose to her disappointment however she could find no reference to either the house or the church in the books she threw down the books at last exclaiming it'll take me ages to get much help from these it's worse than hunting a needle in a haystack in Spanish they go all around the bush before coming to the point where it's beautiful to read it's difficult to find what you want calm yourself my dear calm yourself said the astonished Peggy you've been talking for days about these books and now that you have them you go all up in the air what a changeable person you are I'm not changeable I'm glad I have the books and I'm going to study them very carefully too but I can't stand the suspense any longer right now I knowed exactly how to get the information I want and I'm going to get it maybe tomorrow I'm almost tempted to do it this very evening what are you talking about cried Florence alarmed by the determined expression on Joann's face what wild thing are you planning to do end of section 8 recording by Mary Escano section 9 of the secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph the slipper box recording is in the public domain recording by Mary Escano the sealed door the stillness of the night was suddenly shattered as a booming noise vibrated through the silent old house there it was again boom boom it echoed and re-echoed through the great hall the ceiling grooms what was that whispered Peggy as she and Joann sprang up in the darkness by the wake in an instant I don't know Joann whispered back it sounded like shooting do you suppose someone starting a revolution you never know what to expect next down here I knew you shouldn't have read those old histories last night Jo murmured Florence drowsily with a scent of amusement in her voice you seem to have war on the brain well what in the world was that noise then retorted Joann I know perfectly well I did hear something that sounded like a gun or a before she could finish her sentence the booming noise sounded again in rapid succession now I suppose I'm imagining things am I she scoffed Florence broke into a peel of laughter and began hastily putting on her robe and slippers I'm really surprised Jo that you could be fooled by anything about this house you've studied it so thoroughly she added over her shoulder as she ran out of the room now what do you know about that exclaimed Peggy with a quizzical expression on her face I failed to see the joke don't you well I believe I'm beginning to see it replied Joann slowly I was only someone knocking on the door downstairs but I can see why Florence had to answer it I don't believe Dr. Blackwell would expect her to go down there alone in the middle of the night to answer the door now I'm sure he wouldn't agreed Peggy but why did she rush off like that then a few moments later Florence burst into the room still smiling well I've stopped the revolution and announced her eyes twinkling I assure you everything is quiet and peaceful and you won't be disturbed again go back to sleep you're perfectly safe now I know I sounded silly but I was half asleep and it startled me Joann explained apologetically I know now it was someone knocking on the door but why did you have to answer it I suppose it did look funny the way I rushed out there alone Florence replied but I knew it was only someone coming for daddy I always go downstairs with him to bolt the door after he leaves to bolt the door repeated Peggy can't he use a key I never heard of the whole family having to get up in the middle of the night to escort someone to the door well I'd much rather bolt the door after him Florence laughed then go along to carry the key for him ridiculous people usually carry their own keys don't they yes that's true but this is an unusual house you must remember you've never seen this key have you Peggy and Joann shook their heads well it's solid brass about that long she held up her hands eight inches apart and weighs a pound or more in olden days what's a bozo a long just to carry the key when it was necessary to carry it we've found that the key makes a better parlor ornament than anything else what's a bozo or mozo or whatever you call it asked Peggy that's what they call a man's servant explained Florence Peggy then turned to Joann and remarked teasingly the key your wish has been granted disregarding Peggy's remarks Joann asked eagerly Florence where's that key I want to see it it'll keep till morning Florence returned snuggling into bed come on it's most four o'clock but we can get a nice little nap before time to get up tell me where the key is and I'll get it persisted Joann I couldn't go to sleep for thinking about it not that it'll help me though as Peggy suggested that's not the kind of key I'm looking for I don't know exactly where it is replied Florence I'll have to hunt for it but if you were that anxious to see it we'll get it with flashlights blinking the three pajama clad figures crept across the hall and into the parlor a room that was seldom used relics in the cabinet Florence finally unearthed the huge key tarnished and black from disuse here you are she said handing it to Joann you can look at it the rest of the night if you want to but I'm going to bed come on put it under your pillow or any way you wish she led the way back to their room and she and Peggy quickly crawled into bed but Joann sat under the light turning the key over and over in her hand musing what the key whoever heard of a key so large you needed a servant to carry it but how typical of the time when this house was built everything the walls, the windows, the doors practically impenetrable what a place of refuge in times of war and strife turn out that light growled Peggy startling Joann out of her reverie can't you dream as well in the dark? we want to go to sleep if you don't oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to disturb you Joann answered and turning out the light crawled into bed it seemed to Joann that she had scarcely closed her eyes before there was knock on the door and she heard Florence talking to someone what is it this time she thought drowsily such a night just one thing after another she turned over and dosed off again but again a voice broke into her slumbers Joann come on why couldn't they leave her alone or was she dreaming it's time to get up Joann the voice urged hurry Joann is not coming today and we've got to do the cooking forcing one eye open she saw the room filled with sunlight and Florence and Peggy already almost dressed oh I'm so sleepy she mumbled between yawns oh I'll get up in a minute that's what you get for keeping us awake half the night scolded Peggy now hurry up we've got to get breakfast what do you say she asked lazily come on Florence let's pull her out put in Peggy we'll get even with her for last night without another word Peggy made the grab for Joann's feet but Joann was wide awake in an instant like a flash she reached out and catching Peggy around the neck pulled her down on the bed beside her laughing and shrieking the tussle continued while Florence dropped in a chair convulsed with laughter over and over the two rolled first this way then that till they finally landed on the floor panting for breath oh you're awake now gasped Peggy did I dream it or did I hear you say something about Joann and not coming today Joann asked when she could get her breath I'm sorry to inform you that you were not dreaming replied Florence no she's not coming and if we eat today we'll have to cook her husband's sister's child died and she went over there till after the funeral Joann is so good I hate to say anything when she misses a day now and then the Mexicans have such large families someone is always dying that's why black is almost a uniform with a peon women for always in mourning for someone gracious I'd hate to wear black all the time shuddered Peggy well this won't get breakfast or clean up the house said Joann dressing rapidly come on let's get busy this is just the opportunity I've been waiting for why to send an ambition inquired Peggy quizzically it's strange I have no recollection of your having demonstrated your talent for housework before oh I don't mind cooking returned Joann but that's not what I'm talking about I've been trying to get in that kitchen so I could poke around in all the corners to my heart's content oh I see laugh Peggy while we work you search out the mysteries of girls girls whatever shall I do with you put in Florence laughing which would you rather do she added as the trio troop gaily to the kitchen go to market or have breakfast first since daddy's already had his breakfast it makes no difference which we do it's all the same to me replied Peggy I'm not the least bit hungry and I'd rather enjoy the walk someone has to stay here to look after the house and answer the door Florence went on since you girls can't very well do the marketing I'll go with you and we'll leave Felipe here this will be one morning you won't have to be bothered with him Jo wait a minute cut in Joann I have a better plan than that let's have breakfast right now then while you and Felipe go to market Peggy and I will stay here and watch the dishes I can't let you do that exclaimed Florence in dismay and anyway what do you do if someone came to see dad oh I'd say an un momento in a minute and sit them down in the office till you got back Joann answered lightly you see what I really want is to get rid of the watchdog for a little while and that seems to be the only way of doing it wow under one condition said Florence hesitantly if you'll promise not to do anything daring or dangerous in any way then I'll let you stay here I'll do my best to keep her straight promised Peggy you do have a time with me don't you laughed Joann I'll promise to be good this time as soon as breakfast was over Florence started off to market with the fateful Felipe trailing along behind at last Peggy and Joann have the house to themselves they stacked and carried the dishes to the kitchen and then Joann quickly placed her stack on the table and walked to the door from there she started across the room in front of the huge fireplace one two she counted pacing the distance to the wall across the room four five then turning she measured the distance back again I guess that's right she mumbled to herself what in the world are you doing now asked Peggy disgustedly from across the room have you lost your mind don't bother me 17 Josephine Annette Cutcher are you going to help with these dishes insisted Joann there was no response from Joann by that time she had gone out the room and was pacing the length of the hall Peg oh Peg come here quick she called excitedly in another moment I knew I was on the right track look again she paced the length of the hall from the door back you see she explained there's about 8 feet difference in the distance on this side of the wall and that in the kitchen what do you mean asked Peggy in surprise it's bound to be the same but it isn't that's what I'm trying to tell you now if the wall measures less on this side wouldn't you figure there was some reason for it why yes I suppose so well then what would you call a space 8 feet deep and with a window in it Peggy stared why died why Jo you mean there's a room back there exactly it couldn't be anything else Joann replied taking the shade off the light here hold this light at this angle so it'll shine on the middle of this wall is that right asked Peggy trying to do as she was told no shine it over a little to your left the next moment Joann exclaimed in disgust oh gee it's so dark in this corner even that doesn't do much good wish I had the light way back here wait a minute I'll get my flashlight called Peggy running quickly to a room now is that better she asked a moment later yes but here hand me the flashlight Joann reach over for the flashlight now you hold the other one two lights ought to be better than one she added gazing intently at the wall from first one angle then another Peggy am I seeing things or is there a shadow across the wall she asked a few minutes later holding the light closer to her head I can't see a thing put that light down and come here now look right here Joann pointed running her hand across the wall and over here I can feel a sort of dent in the wall don't you see it oh I believe I do Peggy answered slowly then yes I do see it now there used to be a narrow door right here cried Joann excitedly I knew it, I knew it I told you the key to the mystery lay behind that window grabbing Peggy she danced her hilariously around the hall end of section 9 recording by Mary Escano section 10 of The Secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph the slipperbox recording is in the public domain recording by Mary Escano through the mysterious window their dance came suddenly to an end when Peggy exclaimed Jo, stop, hush there's someone coming up the stairs oh do you suppose it's Florence we haven't washed the dish and whose fault is it I wonder Peggy retorted teasingly in two moments a decrepit half blind old man led by a small wizard-faced boy appeared at the head of the stairs Joann gave a long sigh there must be patience for Dr. Blackwell I'll have my troubles now trying to talk to them can't you ask them what they want I'll try let's see what do you want she finally managed in Spanish the old man mumbled a reply but Joann could not understand a single word do you want el doctor she asked again once more the old man mumbled an intelligible reply Joann turned to Peggy I can't make out the thing he says what we better do take them into the office and let them wait Florence always tries to persuade the patients to wait for her father I don't know what to say replied Peggy doubtfully I've never seen such pitiful looking specimens of humanity in my life they look like charity cases to me but maybe you'd better try to hold them well I'll try if I can make them understand with renewed efforts Joann struggled to make herself understood using a mixture of Spanish and English and gesturing vigorously with her hands not the slightest change came over the expressionless faces of the man and boy in despair Joann turned to Peggy they're hopeless I give up let's just leave them standing here as soon as she had stopped talking the boy took the old man by the hand and led him down the stairs and into the street I'm sorry I couldn't hold them sigh Joann the steps to rest after strenuous efforts come on urged Peggy let's finish the dishes before Florence gets back alright we'll have to hurry returning to the kitchen they attacked the dishes energetically though talking over the discovery of the hidden room all the time while you put things away offer Joann I'll sweep and everything will be straight in a jiffy when they had almost finished Florence appeared in the doorway how smart you've been she praised glancing around the kitchen approvingly you didn't have time to get into mischief did you we've had time to make a wonderful discovery exclaimed Joann quickly guess what we found what? the family skeleton ignoring Florence's sarcastic remark Joann went on rapidly we found the door to a mysterious room at the end of the hall a door? a room Florence gasped what are you talking about with her words tumbling over each other in her excitement Joann began explaining the details of their discovery it seems almost unbelievable that there's a hidden room in this house Florence exclaimed wide-eyed as she wheeled about to examine the shadow of the doorway by the flashlight there's a room there alright I can see it she agreed finally but what why do you imagine anyone sealed it up Peggy shook her head dubiously and replied I haven't the slightest idea I'm not sure about that either putting Joann but I do know that the mysterious window opens into this hidden room I believe you're right Peggy agreed quickly I believe it does added Florence but what do you suppose is inside this hidden room that is a mystery I'll be able to explain that before long declared Joann I'm going to look through that window this very day oh Jo do be careful Warren Florence I'm afraid you'll be before Florence could finish her sentence Peggy broke in with if you go Jo I'm going up on the roof with you alright if things work out right I'm going during the siesta hour I slip past the watchdog once surely I can slip into the office without getting caught she stopped suddenly mentioning the office reminds me that two patients came while you're gone Florence I did my best to hold them but I didn't succeed I couldn't make them understand the word they look stupid to me she went on to give a vivid description of their appearance before she had finished Florence began to smile what's the joke Joann demanded I'm glad you didn't hold them they weren't patients at all Florence replied still smiling that was just a poor old beggar who comes by every few days Peggy burst into laughter that makes Jo's efforts to hold them all the funnier I wish you could have seen her she talked with her hands as much as she did with her mouth she was sick and then laughed Florence that's the way they do but this won't get us anything to eat we're going to have your fried chicken today how does that suit you Peg? Peggy nodded approval fine who says I don't break high in this household don't get so conceited teased Florence I just thought that would be the easiest thing to fix joking and laughing over their work the morning passed quickly as soon as lunch was over and the girls had gone to their room for a disaster Joann pulled a pair of knickers from her trunk and began putting them on it'll be much easier to climb in these now be nearly as conspicuous she remarked to the girls since I'm not going to do as much climbing as you are I won't bother about changing put in Peggy peep out the door Florence Joann ordered a moment later and see where Felipe is if he's awake get him out of the way we can't wait any longer we'll have to hurry or we can't get through before the city wakes from its siesta well she agreed hesitantly walking over to the door the next moment she called over her shoulder he's awake I'll have to put him to work at something she disappeared into the hall I'm so excited that can scarcely wait Joann went on as she finished dressing let's see I'll need my flashlight but a time I get in that narrow opening there won't be much space left for the light to filter through have you the rope? asked Peggy do you suppose it'll take you as long to fasten it as it did before gee, I hate to think of that son you forget the parasols still up there I've got everything I need are you ready? just then Florence returned and announced that she had sent Felipe to sweep the kitchen thus assured that Felipe was out of the way the girl slipped quickly to the balcony and fastening the string from the hinge where they had left it the rope dropped within reach with the flashlight fastened to the back of her belt Joann climbed hand over hand up to the roof as soon as she had helped Peggy over the ledge and slipped the rope off the iron bar the two girls hurried on across the roof they did not want to stay in the sun longer than necessary or climb back to the balcony before a crowd of spectators isn't this few gorgeous exclaimed Peggy running first to one side of the building and then to the other she gazed down on the city lying quietly below yes not the Joann busily making the necessary preparations for her hazardous adventure bring me the parasol a minute will you alright but what in the world are you going to do with the parasol wait a minute and you'll see I've got to fasten this rope to the wall by poking it through this little hole left here for a drain I suppose you'll notice the roof slopes down this way a little yes I see but how will that fasten it well I'll tie this stick Joann held up a piece of wood to the end of the rope then push it through the hole suiting her words to action she began poking it with the parasol climb up on the wall and tell me when it comes through will you alright said Peggy scrambling up on the wall it's through she called a moment later now you see the stick hangs across the opening making a sort of an anchor for the rope Joann explained isn't it lucky for me in the right place I'd surely hate to drive another iron bar in this wall it's terrible ooh Peggy gasped as she looked down over the wall it's so high on this side of the house you'd break every bone in your body if you fell on these cobblestones cut out the dramatics peg I'll be careful tell me if the loop on the end of the rope comes just a little below the window she added testing the knots in the rope yes it's alright fine everything's ready then ready for the great adventure the solving of the mystery the next moment Joann was over the edge of the wall Peggy watched breathless till Joann disappeared then throwing herself across the wall an oblivious of the intense heat of the stones she watched anxiously as Joann descended the sheer side of the building with the utmost caution Joann slowly made her way down the rope carefully she lowered herself from knot to knot a false move might be dangerous it's lots more dangerous than I realized she told herself on the level with the window she stopped then while standing in the loop on the end of the rope and clinging tightly to it with one hand she tried to get a finger hold in the opening unfortunately on the wall that was over two feet thick and perfectly smooth it was not possible moreover it was exceedingly difficult for her while clinging to a rope high in the air to crawl into an opening only two feet high and four feet across holding tightly to the rope with both hands she finally swung her feet into the window but could get no further in this half sitting position her head and shoulders came above the top of the opening to think I'm in the window and yet can't look inside she exclaimed aloud what's the matter called Peggy anxiously I'm just too big to get into this hole she answered disgustedly well come back up here then give up this foolishness while you're all in one piece what give up when I'm this near I should say not her parents voice was emphatic she began briggling and twisting more determinately than ever and at last after repeated efforts she managed to stretch herself across the broad ledge with her feet dangling in the air after resting a moment she worked herself around till she faced the mysterious room immediately she felt cold air against her face and caught whips of a dank almost the odour her heart beats quickened as she realized how near she was to solving the mystery what secret lay concealed within these walls unfastening the flashlight from her belt she threw its rays around in the darkness blank walls stained with age loomed before her as nearly as she could judge this tiny high ceiling room was only about 6 by 10 feet though in which she lay about 15 feet from the floor the room appeared perfectly bare not an object of any sort was to be seen from what it had been used since it had at one time been connected with the rest of the house there was bound to have been some reason for its construction Peggy and Florence will have the laugh on me if there's nothing in this room and I've had all this work for nothing there ought to be something to show what it was used for again casting the rays of her light over every inch of the room she stopped suddenly on noticing the curious appearance of the floor one half of it was the dull grey colour of the cement and the other half black taking the string from her belt she fastened it securely to the flashlight and carefully lowered it down the wall as the rays shone directly on the floor she gasped in surprise the black strip was an open shaft why is it there she asked herself where does this lead Peggy called down just then Joe oh Joe come on it's time to go and I'm roasting Joe and kicked her feet in response why would Peggy interrupt her at such a time by twisting and turning the string she was able to throw the light back and forth along the shaft carefully she examined it there was some object at one end of it she was sure but in the dim light she could not distinguish what it was again Peggy's impatient voice floated down to her oh dear there's Peg calling again she groaned I suppose I'll have to go now but I'm coming back with more light and more rope just as she started to wind up the string it suddenly slipped through her fingers down fell the flashlight to the floor then rolled over and disappeared down the black hole as its rays shone on the sides of the shaft Joe and caught sight of something which made her gasp in surprise in her excitement she almost fell off the ledge in her attempt to get a better look at this object why this is a bigger mystery than I ever dreamed she ejaculated the loud end of section 10 recording by Mary Escano section 11 of the secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph the slipper box recording is in the public domain recording by Mary Escano the hastily planned Maryanda thrills with delight over what she had discovered Joanne could scarcely wait to share the secret with Peggy and Florence things were working out to her entire satisfaction at last with the utmost caution she eased herself around on the stone ledge nothing must happen now to prevent the further investigation of this mysterious room as soon as Joanne's head appeared outside the opening Peggy called eagerly from the roof Joe did you find anything why of course she called back isn't that what I came for what is it wouldn't you like to know Joe don't be so mean was there a room I'll tell you later lying flat on her stomach Joanne reached for the rope getting out of the opening she found was much more simpler than getting into it with little difficulty she slowly climbed to the roof what do you discover tell me Joe pleaded Peggy was it worth the trouble I should say so I'll tell you all about it when we get off the roof let's hurry it down before the people begin to stir in the streets alright I'm about roasted I've found the real mystery this time Joanne added as she pulled the rope up over the edge of the roof if you say any more I'll get off this roof and I'll leave you right here too Joanne returned lightly before that happens though push the rope in that hole a little to loosen it so I can catch hold of the stick with the parasol obediently Peggy dropped her knees and began pushing the rope while Joanne reached for the other end with the hook handle of the parasol after workings for several minutes she managed to get hold of the rope with the stick out of the knot at the end Peggy easily pulled the rope through the hole then and off they started across the roof I'll have this rope fixed back on the bar in a jiffy now then we can get off this hot roof Joanne remarked as soon as she had tied the rope on the bar and tested the knot she added you first Peg, you've been in the sun longer than I have let me help you it's a little hard getting over the wall what do you think I am a baby? asked Peggy with injured dignity I can do it if you can oh, I beg your pardon laughed Joanne when you get down, I'll lower the parasol to you be sure to keep a sharp lookout for Dr. Blackwell and Felipe I don't dare to let them see me in this niggers they'd not have been up to something unusual I'm more anxious than ever now to keep our adventures a secret till we solve the whole mystery Peggy nodded ascent as she leaned over the wall and looked down the next moment she exclaimed in surprise I wonder where Florence is I thought she'd surely be waiting for us on the balcony didn't you yes she's probably worried frantic we've been gone so long be sure to be as quiet as you can now till you find out whether anyone's in the office quietly Peggy slipped over the edge of the wall and the rope to the balcony tiptoeing to the door she peeped into the office to a consternation there was Dr. Blackwell dozing in his chair by the desk after waving an excited warning to Joanne she hesitated a moment debating whether to stay on the balcony or to slip by Dr. Blackwell and see if Felipe were asleep in his chair by the door if Felipe's still asleep I'll signal Jo to come on she told herself softly she crept into the office when she had almost reached the whole door Dr. Blackwell suddenly gave a little start and looked around boy Miss Peggy I thought you were asleep he exclaimed well I didn't want to sleep this afternoon she stammered I'm sorry I disturbed you do go on and finish your nap as she hastened out of the room she saw Felipe turn and look at her in surprise he's wondering where I've been how I got into the office without his seeing me she thought poor Jo's in bad luck again with both Dr. Blackwell and Felipe awake I knew we were staying up there too long I wonder how on earth Florence and I will ever manage to get both the doctor and Felipe away from the office long enough to give her a chance to get her to a room as she was crossing the hall she met Florence coming from the rear the moment they got inside the room Florence asked anxiously where's Jo is she alright? I've been worried to death over you girls she's caught up on the roof again your father's in the office and she's scared to come down for fear he'll ask her some embarrassing questions those niggers give her away if I even had on a dress I'd have been caught Florence nodded ununderstandingly I know he'd be shocked if he saw Jo and Nickers girls never wear Nickers in the city he'd know she'd been up to something what'll we do we can't let her stay up there all afternoon can't you think of some plan to get your father and Felipe out of the way a few minutes Florence wrinkled her brows in a thoughtful frown I don't know what to say let's see what I can think of is to make some coffee and invite dad to our merienda in the dining room that's fine but what about Felipe we'll have to decide that later come on we'll fix the coffee and by the time it's ready maybe we can think of something for him to do hastily they prepared coffee and dainty sandwiches then went to the office for Dr. Blackwell who promptly accepted the invitation to the merienda will join you in the dining room in a minute Florence told him as soon as Dr. Blackwell had left the office and Florence had sent Felipe to the drugstore for some ice cream Peggy grasped this opportunity to call Joanne she flew to the balcony and whistled softly the moment Joanne's head appeared over the wall she called the coast's clear you'll have to hurry though Joanne needed no urging to get off the roof to the balcony drew the rope up and fastened the cord in its accustomed place then ran to her room in an amazingly short time she emerged looking cool and fresh in a soft green dress meeting Felipe in the hall with the ice cream she offered to carry it to the dining room when they were almost through their lunch Felipe announced that the patient was waiting to see el doctor the moment Dr. Blackwell was out of hearing he rushed out Jo tell us quickly before anything else happens what you found in that room I found plenty there's a bigger mystery than we ever dreamed of well tell us what is it? insisted Peggy yes do hurry Jo added Florence I can't wait another instant well I'll start at the beginning Joanne replied when I finally got in that window I had to lie in my stomach to do it all I could see was a small dark room there was the odor of decaying wood or something it smelled old on stale oh do you suppose they could have used that room as a sort of dungeon or cell and left people in there to die gas-peggy wide-eyed I hardly think so there wasn't a thing to suggest that it was perfectly bare I had the laugh on me this time I had to admit I'd gone on a wild goose chase I was just about ready to turn around and climb back to the roof when I decided to look again and then she paused dramatically both girls waited breathlessly then Peggy ejaculated go on, don't keep us in suspense any longer then I threw the light over the floor again and noticed one half of it was black and the other half was gray now what do you suppose that black strip was Peggy and Florence shook their heads how do we know said Peggy go on I couldn't tell either in the dim light then I tied my flashlight on a string and lowered it down as far as possible that black strip was a black hole I don't see anything wonderful about that scoffed Peggy why do you suppose they'd have a hole like that in a house put in Florence that's just what I was wondering said Joanne when the string slipped out of my hand and the light fell bumping down the hole I how could it bump down a hole broken Peggy skeptically well it did and that's what I got so excited about she paused again Peggy ordered impatiently now young lady if you don't like the way I'm telling this I'll stop right here Joanne smiled teasingly oh do go on begged Florence well then as the light bumped over and over I saw remnants of a crude ladder or steps of some sort there seemed to be some rough heavy poles something on the order of that scaffold used but it looked as if there were steps between the poles I couldn't see very well but how could there be pieces of wood left in there if this house is as old as you said it was demanded Peggy it'll all be decayed long ago not in this climate put in Florence quickly are the doors of the house decayed you see the air in this country is so dry that things do not deteriorate as they do in the ozone belt why should they have a ladder in such a place queried Peggy use your head peg advice Joanne you know the door to the hidden room opens right at the end of this dark hall she gestured toward the hall think how convenient it would have been to have a secret passage leading from there oh I see what you mean Peggy exclaimed but what would they want a secret passage for asked Florence at the time this house was built replied Joanne there were rebellions and wars going on much of the time and that secret passage may have been the means of escape or it may have led to a hiding place I can imagine several reasons why it would have been convenient where do you suppose it goes Peggy asked curiously I have a very good idea about that right now but I'll tell you later I'm going down there and find out Joanne tilted her chin at a determined angle end of section 11 recording by Marius Gano section 12 of the secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph this LibriVox recording is in the public domain recording by Marius Gano Florence is surprised Felipe certainly did look funny when you marched in with this big package in your arms laughed Peggy as she and Joanne entered their room he was probably wondering why you hadn't taken him along to carry it for you so I noticed his eyes were big as saucers and he seemed to be trying to bore through the wrapping paper Joanne smiled complacently as she removed the paper from the package and took out the coil of rope twice as long as the one she had slipped into the house inside the parasol a few days before it seems strange doesn't it to have to carry paper to the market with you to get your package wrap as I did this morning Peggy nodded it's a good thing you had that paper in your trunk how are you going to fix that rope now that you have it make a rope ladder no I'm going to make loops in it as I did in the other piece this hand twisted xtly rope that's the Mexican name for it I'd have a time trying to make a ladder out of it Florence said the Aztecs made the same kind of rope before the Spanish came to this country it's so stiff we'll have no trouble getting our feet into the loops and it'll be almost as easy to climb as a ladder with deaf fingers Joanne began tying the loops in the rough fiber rope it seems to me you'll have to make lots of loops so you can climb way down in that black hole or shaft as you call it I know that I'll have to figure out the depth of the shaft so I'll be sure to have enough rope to reach that far when Florence came into the room a few minutes later Joanne turned to her and asked do you know how high the first floor of this building is Florence shook her head I haven't the slightest idea well I'll have to figure it out some way I can't afford to get way down there in that shaft and find out I haven't enough rope why don't you talk about what we're going to do instead of I all the time put in Peggy if you think you're the only one who's going to explore that shaft you're badly mistaken I'm going to Joanne half smiled and answered slowly well alright if you aren't afraid afraid why should I be afraid any more than you I can go anywhere you can I don't go around hunting for trouble the way you do but I don't lose my head when I get in a tight place you'll probably need me at any rate if you're going down in that shaft that's true Joanne admitted just to prove how helpful I can be went on Peggy I'll tell you how to find out the height of the first floor drop enough rope from the balcony to touch the street then pull your rope up and measure it good head work approve Joanne to Peggy's delight I, no we will do that the first chance we have since you were so kind as to solve that problem I'll give you a much harder one to figure out it's this how and to what we are going to fasten this rope so we can go down into the shaft there's nothing in that room to which we could fasten it Peggy silently considered this puzzle for a few minutes then said slowly I can't answer that right now but I'll keep on thinking till I do Florence, who had been unusually quiet up to now spoke up encouragingly Joanne's always managed so far to do what seemed impossible and she'll be sure to find a way to fasten the rope if you don't I hope your prophecy comes true Joanne said smiling over at Florence I believe I'd better go out and take a look at the back of the house before it gets dark and see if I can't figure a way right now I'm ready to stop anyway this rough rope has almost blistered my hands don't you girls want to go with me I do for one Peggy replied quickly I'm tired of the house and it's lovely outside now there's a gorgeous sunset she pointed out the window to the rose and gold clouds floating across the azure sky let's all go agreed Florence with one accord the three girls hastened down the stairs let's go on out to the plaza and watch the sunset a few minutes before we go back of the house Peggy urged when they reached the door the girls nodded ascent and arm in arm they started walking slowly around the square drinking in the beauty of the slow I've never seen a more beautiful sight declared Joanne as she gazed at the towers of the ancient cathedral and the rugged mountains beyond outlined against the western sky it looks as if golden flames were bursting from each peak and touching everything with gold just as she had finished speaking a dark road figure moved from the arched gateway of the church and came slowly toward them isn't that the Padre coming from the church Florence Joanne asked nothing no matter how beautiful could keep her mind from the one thing which had become an obsession with her maybe he can give us some information about the church let's ask him it won't hurt to try of course replied Florence but I hardly think it'll do any good they crossed the street and met the Padre on the corner how do you do Padre Ignacio he knew Florence in Spanish may we speak with you a moment may the mother of Jesus bless you the Padre replied as he passed her house several times a day he knew Florence although she did not belong to his church it will give me the greatest of pleasure to be of assistance to the senoritas ask him if he knows anything about the early history of the church beg Joanne you know my Spanish isn't anything to brag about after introducing Peggy and Joanne Florence carefully explained that these American girls were very much interested in his church on account of its great age the type of architecture and its connection with the early history of the city this senorita she said placing her hand on Joanne's arm is studying the history of our city and is eager to get all the information she can on the subject and we would appreciate it very much if he could tell us anything that will be of assistance in making this study the Padre listened attentively until Florence had finished then shook his head and replied I am very sorry my dear young ladies that I cannot help you but I have been in this part of the country only a few years only since the change in government when the priests and teachers of God were expelled ah, madre de Dios but that was bad, very bad he added sorrowfully shaking his head it pains me greatly not to be able to help you but though I feel very much honored that you are interested in my humble church I know nothing about its early history we thank you very much Padre replied Florence we shall come over to visit your church again amuy buena tardes a very good afternoon she added and Peggy and Joanne echoed when I started this senoritas with the bow the Padre continued on his way too bad we couldn't get any help from him Joanne remarked after he had passed out of hearing distance it certainly is hard to find out anything about that old church let's go now and look at the back of the house and try to figure out the way to fasten the rope they crossed the street and stood gazing intently at the back wall of the house it looks as if we'll have to tie the rope to the iron bars of that window in the back room declared Joanne finally you see the top of it is almost on a level with that narrow opening that we've been calling the mysterious window but how you're going to get the rope from that back window to the opening queried Florence ah, just think she's a fly or a scorpion and can crawl across the wall cut in Peggy ignoring Peggy's remark Joanne continued we'll fasten the rope securely to the iron bars in that window then I'll drop down to the opening as I did before I believe by sticking my fingers in the crevices of the rough plaster I can pull myself across the wall near enough to the window to catch hold of the rope it's mighty high up there said Florence and that looks like a difficult thing to do those bars are absolutely the only thing to which it can be fastened replied Joanne by standing in the loop on the end of the rope it won't be as difficult as it looks come on it's almost dark and we can't stand here in the street any longer said Florence that may be waiting for us to come to dinner and he'll be worried listen why can't we explore the mysterious shaft tonight Joanne exclaimed suddenly it won't take long to tie the rest of the loops and test the knots everything else is ready the flashlights and all tonight, gasped Florence whether in consternation or surprise Joanne could not decide yes, tonight there's a full moon, it'll be as bright as day out and I'm afraid if we wait something will happen to spoil the whole thing I'd just die if I didn't get to carry this out but why at night asked Peggy as they climbed the stairs well why not it won't be any darker in that shaft at night than in the daytime you couldn't see your hand before your face down there right in the middle of the day we'll carry our flashlights I got some more batteries and an extra globe for the one I dropped I thought we might need an extra one that is, if that flashlight isn't smashed all to pieces I wish I could go too said Florence tentatively Joanne and Peggy exchanged swift glances but neither offered one word of encouragement to Florence surprise at this request and not knowing how to answer it Joanne and Peggy were silent as they sat on the balcony waiting the call to dinner lights like fireflies flashed here and there as darkness settled over the city and a slight breeze heavy with the scent of orange blossoms stirred the trees across the way Florence finally broke the silence can't I go with you and Peggy Joanne? I'd be careful Joanne and Peggy were thankful at that moment for the darkness Florence must not see the look of dismay on their faces how could they refuse to let her go with them when it was her house and yet both felt that they dared not Peggy ask her to let me go Florence begged when Joanne did not answer Florence you see began Joanne slowly you'll be rather dangerous and your father'd never forgive us if anything should happen to you we've had lots more experience climbing than you have added Peggy I know but I can climb that rope Florence put in coaxingly I've tried it why Florence you shouldn't have tried it alone exclaimed Joanne I didn't want you to know till I found out whether I could do it I've wanted so much to do the things you girls do but I knew it wouldn't be safe to go down in that shaft without some practice climbing a rope I feel sure I can climb down there now I can't picture you as tomboy climbing on the top of the house putting in Peggy smiling and here I've been thinking all the time that you were terribly shocked at our behaviour added Joanne Florence shook her head not shocked just envious I've been practicing going up and down that rope every morning before you girls were out of bed I can do it easily now you know last summer at camp I got there so I could climb mountains as well as the rest of the girls after I've had a little experience you're a plucky little rascal praise Joanne if she wants to go with us that badly we'll have to let her go won't be Peggy Peggy nodded an emphatic assent End of Section 12 Recording by Mary Scano Section 13 of The Secret of Casa Grande by Helen Randolph The Slipper Vox Recording is in the public domain Recording by Mary Scano Into the Unknown After they had gone to their room that night the girls continued to talk over their plans for exploring the mysterious black shaft If we're going to get the benefit of the full moon we'll have to go down into the shaft in the next two or three nights so we might as well go down tomorrow night Joanne said earnestly what do you say to our going tomorrow night Florence and Peggy exchanged excited glances then replied in unison alright the next morning it was dark early to get everything ready for their great adventure so it was just as the bells in the cathedral tower finished chiming the midnight hour Three lithe, knicker-clad figures crept one by one up on the roof and over near the chimney we'll have to wait a little while said Joanne low-voiced the moon isn't up far enough yet for it to throw much light on the rear of the house I can't get the other coil of rope out of that back window without more light she placed her gloves flashlight and rope on the roof beside her the other girls following her example I'm glad we have to wait Florence remarked it's lovely up here in the moonlight wouldn't this be a wonderful place for a roof garden we could come up here and enjoy it every listen broken Peggy with her finger to her lips I hear music Florence and Joanne stopped talking to listen a caballero serenading a slady love Florence explained in reply to Peggy's questioning look the next moment Peggy began swaying to the rhythm of the music like a graceful willow tree in the breeze then catching Florence by the arm she danced her lightly across the roof when they near Joanne again she called to them softly better not make so much noise no one ever dream of looking up here Peggy murmured over her shoulder dancing away and not stopping until the music ended the spell being broken then the three girls clambered to the top of the wall and sat there for several minutes looking down on the city below in the brilliant tropical moonlight the winding grey paths and dark shadowy trees and shrubbery of the plaza were silhouetted against the white walled buildings beyond all like a sentinel on guard over the sleeping city rose the bell tower of the cathedral there was still gazing at this enchanting etching like picture when the chimes rang out again Joanne gave a little start I didn't realize we'd been sitting here so long this moonlight cast a spell over me I'd almost forgot what we came up here for I'm going over now to see if there's enough light shining on that back wall for me to get the rope that we fastened to the iron bars of the window she sprang down lightly and crossed the roof one glanced showed her that she still had a few minutes to wait before the rays of the moon would like the back window as she stood looking out over the rare wall of the church her gaze traveled on past the adobe huts toward the river the moonlight has worked magic she thought in surprise it has changed that ugly district into a thing of beauty those dirty adobe huts look white and shining and that muddy river silver and peaceful if only something could transform the lives of the people who live there the same way I wish there was something I could do to help them she shook herself slightly it won't do any good to stand here dreaming about it she said aloud then turned and called softly to the girls come on there's light enough now for me to see it to get that rope while she had been talking she had fastened her flashlight to her belt and slipped on a pair of heavy gloves to protect her hands from the scratchy fiber rope that done she lowered herself over the wall and slipped down till her feet reached the loop on the end then holding the rope firmly under one arm she dug her fingers into the roof plaster and moved slowly across the wall when she had almost reached the window her hand slipped like the pendulum of a huge clock she swung back and forth clinging tightly to the rope simultaneously there was the sting of fire across her shoulder and arm glancing around she saw that her shirt was torn and blood was oozing from her shoulder what's a little thing like that she thought there's no time to bother with it now maybe if she'd taken off her gloves she could reach the window jerking them off she tried again and again to get a finger hold in the wall to pull herself across but without success it's not as simple as I thought she told herself wondering what to do next hearing a soft whistle just then she glanced up where Peggy and Florence were watching from the roof Peggy was gesturing excitedly as if she were trying to tell her what to do what could she mean the next moment she felt the end of the heavy cord dangling in her face and immediately she understood she grasped the cord and fastened it securely to the rope to which she was clinging then with Peggy and Florence pulling on the cord from the roof she found it easy to move across the wall there was no danger of slipping now having braced herself with one foot between the iron bars of the window she unwound the coil of rope which she had fastened there from the inside earlier in the evening after testing it to see that the end was securely fastened to the bars she whistled softly to the girls at once the cord slackened and she swung slowly back with the end of the long knotted rope in her hand on reaching the narrow window she pitched the rope through then wriggled herself onto the ledge after turning on her stomach she had both hands free to unfasten her flashlight anxiously then she waited for Florence to descend by having her come between them she and Peggy felt they could look after her better but now to her amazement she saw that Florence was fully capable of looking after herself she was climbing down slowly unconsciously but not timidly since the narrow window was very small and would hold only one Joanne knew she must hurry to get out of it after haste examination of the room below she lowered herself to the floor careful to avoid falling into the open shaft which extended completely across one end the moment she touched the floor she flashed the light upward so as to help Florence and Peggy in their descent in a few more moments they were standing safely beside her what a strange place Peggy said then added quickly in a whisper I'll wake Dr. Blackwell at this rate no talk as loud as you like replied Joanne these walls are so thick I believe you could yell down here without his hearing you the girls stared at Joanne in amazement it seemed incredible uncanny that they could be within a few feet of home and Dr. Blackwell and yet he could not hear them with the aid of their flashlights they examined the room from top to bottom only to find that except for the rough outlines of the sealed doorway it was bare and uninteresting half fearfully then they stared down into the shaft in the surrounding darkness the old ladder looked white and ghost-like why do you suppose they sealed up that door instead of closing up this hole queried Peggy curiously because it was much easier to close up the door replied Joanne it'd be hard to conceal as large an opening as this in a cement floor I have an idea that the door was sealed up in a hurry to prevent the discovery of the secret passage let's see where it leads shine your lights over this way so I can see she ordered climbing over the edge of the floor slowly she made her way down the rope into the shaft now and then she stopped to kick off a loose step or a jagged splinter from the old ladder lest it should injure Florence and Peggy who would follow in a moment suddenly she gave a little shriek there to one side of the shaft yawned the mouth of a low tunnel-like opening oh, oh, hurry girls she cried excitedly what's the matter? called Peggy in alarm are you hurt? be there in a minute she started as she started down the rope I'm not hurt but I've found something important Joanne called back in a surprisingly short time both Peggy and Florence had dropped down to the bottom of the shaft beside Joanne with eyes straining to penetrate the darkness the girls peered into the tunnel come on let's go er Joanne even as she was speaking she stooped and entered the low narrow tunnel obediently Peggy and Florence followed at her heels no sooner had they entered than they began coughing and choking don't touch the- Florence stopped in the middle of her warning to sneeze loudly at the same moment such a violent attack of coughing ceased Peggy that she leaned against the wall don't lean against the- that wall gasped Florence catching her by the arm whatever you do she stopped to sneeze again it stirs up a fine dust see she added robbing her finger over the wall in the rays of the lights they could see a fine white powder which had formed on the crumbling stones the air is very dry and the least movement sets the powder in motion careful to avoid touching the walls or making a sudden motion that would stir up the dust they began examining their surroundings before them as far as they could see stretched the dark passageway part of its walls having apparently been cut through natural stone while the other part had been lined with blocks of limestone it was the dust from these limestone blocks which had choked them Florence noticed after they had walked a short distance the opening broadened and was much higher she could see to avoid touching the walls now and even Joanne could stand without bumping her head with Joanne still in the lead they walked slowly in single file down the passage all along the way they kept flashing their lights on the walls and ceiling and floor watching carefully lest they overlook something where do you suppose we are now Jo? called Peggy some minutes later I don't know for sure of course but I think we're headed to the old church I had an idea we'd find something like this I believe you're right agreed Florence this tunnel must have been used for a secret exit through the church I think it's more than just an exit declared Joanne they would never have made this tunnel this broad and high or lined it with stone if it were to be used merely as a way of escape what else could have been used for then? and who do you suppose ever had it made first place Florence asked curiously I believe your house used to be closely connected with the church in some way maybe it was used as a home for the priests back in the days when these buildings were erected they were always having wars and revolutions this tunnel would make it possible for the priests to get over to the church no matter what was going on outside then just think what an excellent place this would be to hide anyone or anything I believe it was used as a hiding place in war times as well as an... she stopped suddenly oh! here's another tunnel she exclaimed as she peered into another large opening in the side of the passageway and this one goes on farther it looks as if there's a network of passages put in Peggy excitedly as she and Florence crowded near Joanne to see this discovery I wonder where they go and what they were for we'll explore them and find out but we must be careful not to get lost caution Joanne no one ever know what had happened to us they'd think we'd just evaporated in thin air oh! shouldered Peggy don't even mention such a thing it gives me the creeps oh look! here's a little niche in the wall, exclaimed Florence and look! what is this? she asked holding up a queer shaped piece of dark metal it looks like some sort of a candle holder to me Peggy volunteered the priests must have kept candles there to use when going back and forth through the she stopped abruptly and sprang back shrieking something black and winged had struck her in the face the next moment Florence cried excitedly what is that awful thing? she slapped madly at the passing object then began to sneeze violently for a few moments the air was white with dust about the girls as they huddled together choking and gasping that's just bads gasped Joanne at last as the air became clearer we frightened them you mean they frightened us? corrected Peggy aren't we brave though? I'll admit I was startled at first acknowledged Florence I couldn't imagine what those horrid flapping things were before venturing any further they looked anxiously all around but to their relief they could see no more of the terrifying little creatures which way shall we go? asked Joanne straight ahead or shall we see where this side tunnel leads? I'll tell you what to do suggested Peggy while you and Florence explored that side passage I'll wait here in this main tunnel that way you can't get lost and if you get frightened just call me and I'll answer so you'll know how to get back are you sure you won't be afraid? asked Joanne we won't be gone long of course I'm not afraid bragged Peggy there's nothing to be afraid of except those miserable bats and we've frightened them away alright then you be sure to stay right here Peggy grinned don't worry about me it's you two who are going into the unknown standing in the opening where the tunnels joined she watched Florence and Joanne disappear into the darkness finally only a dim light flickered in the distance then vanished altogether she was alone alone with the dust of the centuries about her Joanne's voice floated back just then with surprising clearness everything alright? Peggy called back more cheerfully than she felt end of section 13 recording by Mary Escano