ruefully. âHe snatched up a bench and looked as if he were ready to break it over my head! I ran back out the door and across the road to my house and phoned the police. Unfortunately, the nut was gone by the time they arrived.â
The vandalism was evident in the smears defacing the walls, drawings scattered about the floor, and several three-dimensional exhibits, such as a collection of toys based on comic strip characters, smashed as if with a fist or stick.
âI havenât even assessed the total damages yet,â Tappan concluded. âFrankly, I was so upset that when the police and a local reporter finished looking over the situation, I just locked up and went home.â
âDid the police find out how the guy got in?â
âYes, through a rear window.â
A broken pane and damage to the frame and sill indicated that the window had been levered open by the intruder.
As Frank stood eyeing the broken window, a sudden thought flashed through his head. âHave you received some work by an artist whoâs now dead, named Archie Frome?â he asked the museum director.
Tappan looked puzzled at the question. âWhy, yes. It arrived just a couple of days ago, a whole crateful of his work. I havenât even had time to unpack it and go through it yet. Why?â
âIs it still here?â
Tappanâs expression changed from puzzled to startled. âIâI donât know. Iâll go see!â
He led the way to a storage room behind the museum office and went directly to a large crate. To his obvious dismay, the top of the crate had been pried off and the contents looked somewhat disordered, as though someone might have gone through them.
âGood night!â Tappan exclaimed. âHow did you know?â
âJust a shot in the dark,â said Frank. âIs there any way of telling whatâs been taken?â
âIâm not sure. Let me see.â
As the museum director examined the contents of the crate, it soon became obvious that the drawings and other artwork were arranged in large file folders, with each folder labeled according to the year in which the work had been done.
âOne whole yearâs work is missing!â Tappan exclaimed.
âWhat date?â Frank asked.
âSix years ago.â
The Hardys were thoughtful as they thanked the museum director and started back to the motel in their car a short time later.
âBoy, what a weird case!â Joe remarked with a frown as they sped along the moonlit highway. âDo you suppose that artwork in the crate was the real motive for the break-in?â
âIâd be willing to bet on it,â Frank said. âWhatever was in that missing folder may have been the same thing the thief who tried to rob Fromeâs house was after. That time he was out of luck because Fromeâs big wolfhound scared him off. But this time he found what he was looking for.â
âSo the damage to the museum exhibits was just a cover-up to mislead the cops!â
âMaybe, but we canât be sure of that, Joe. Remember, the faker whoâs posing as the Apeman has vandalized other places, too, where there was no artwork involved, like that movie theater in Shoreham and the disco at Bayport.â
âTrue.â Joe pinched his lower lip thoughtfully and continued frowning. âSpeaking of the Alfresco Discoâdo you suppose thereâs any connection between this case and the Noah cult? Or was it just a coincidence, the amulet turning up at the disco after the fake-Apeman raid?â
Frank shrugged and shook his head. âYouâve got me there.â
âHey, wait a minute!â Joe snapped his fingers excitedly. âI just remembered something.â
âWhat?â
âDo you remember that TV news show a couple of months ago that told about the Children of Noah? It was a whole hour-long program on religious cults that seem to cause trouble between
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