The Secret of the Golden Pavillion by Carolyn G. Keene Page B

Kaluakua and all the mainlanders sat around talking in low tones.
    “Do you think we should cancel our reservations to Maui?” Ned asked Nancy, as noon approached.
    “Let’s wait until one o’clock,” she suggested.
    At that moment the telephone rang and she quickly picked up the receiver. The others had risen from their chairs and, with worried expressions, tiptoed forward. They were thunder-struck to hear Nancy cry out, “Dad!”
    There was a long, one-sided conversation. Finally the young sleuth said good-by to her father and turned to the others.
    “That Los Angeles detective is a whiz,” she remarked. “He found Dad very quickly, although he had moved to another hotel. And he also learned that there was an impostor, one of the Double Scorps, using the name of Carson Drew. This man passed himself off as Dad and canceled the cable to me saying my father’s trip had been delayed. He also reinstated the plane reservation, which Dad had canceled. Of course Dad never showed up to pay for it, so the fellow bought it at the last moment at the airport to use himself.”
    “Well, thank goodness Mr. Drew is all right,” Hannah spoke up. “Is he remaining in Los Angeles?”
    “He said he’d see us after we get back from the volcano country,” Nancy answered.
    As she finished speaking, she heard a car coming up the driveway. Curious about the new-comer, everyone trooped to the front porch to see who was coming.
    “Why, it’s Janet Lee and Roy Chatleyl” Bess said in a low tone.
    “I wonder what they want,” George mused, frowning.
    The brother and sister jumped from the car. They gave fleeting smiles to the mainlanders, then opened the luggage compartment of the automobile. From it, Roy began taking out several suitcases. Presently, he picked up two of the bags and carried them to the porch. Turning to Ned, he said:
    “Give me a hand with the rest of the luggage, will you?”
    Nancy had stepped forward. “We—we’re glad to see you, but why the luggage?”
    By this time Janet was walking up the front steps. “We’ve come to stay,” she announced.
    Looks of astonishment came over the faces of Nancy and her friends. The young detective managed to say, “You’re staying? Mr. Sakamaki has invited you to come here?”
    “Of course not,” Janet Lee answered. “But as to an invitation, Roy and I don’t need one. We have far more right to be here than you people have. We’re staying!”
    “Furthermore,” her brother added pompously, “the sooner you folks move out, the better we’ll like it!”

CHAPTER XVI
    The Specter
    COMPLETELY stunned by the announcement of Roy Chatley and Janet Lee, Nancy’s group stood as if rooted to the spot. They could not believe what they had just heard. The brother and sister were moving in and asking the others to move out!
    “Well, aren’t you fellows going to help me with the bag ?” Roy asked in an irritable voice.
    As Nancy found her voice and introduced Mrs. Gruen and the boys, Ned stepped forward and said, “As soon as I’m told it’s all right, I’ll be glad to help you with your luggage.”
    Janet tossed her head. “Well, of all the nerve! Here we’re the grandchildren of the man who owned this place and you’re telling us what to do.”
    By now Nancy had decided what to do. She hurried into the house and dashed upstairs to Grandfather Sakamaki’s bedroom. Adjoining it was a small study with a telephone. She closed the door and put in a call to Mr. Dutton, the executor.
    When Nancy related what had happened, the trust officer was stunned by the news. “This makes a complicated situation indeed,” he said. “But I suppose we have no right to keep Mrs. Lee and her brother out. They are entitled to visit the estate as well as your friend Mr. Sakamaki or any friends he sends there.”
    “I suppose so,” Nancy agreed. “I only hope they’ll be pleasant.”
    Mr. Dutton sighed. “I wish I could help you, but at the moment nothing occurs to me. Just