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The secret of the mansion / by Julie Campbell ; illustrated by Mary Stevens ; cover illustration by Michael Koelsch.

By: Campbell, Julie, 1908-1999.
Contributor(s): Stevens, Mary | Koelsch, Michael | Stevens, Mary [illustrator.] | Koelsch, Michael [illustrator.] | Koelsch, Michael [illustrator.].
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookSeries: Trixie Belden ; 01.Trixie Belden: Book 1.; Trixie Belden: #1.; Trixie Belden: ; Trixie Belden: 01.Publisher: New York : Random House, 2003Description: 263 pages : illustrations ; 22 cm.Content type: text Media type: unmediated Carrier type: volumeISBN: 037582412X; 0375924124 (glb).Subject(s): Wheeler, Honey (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction | Belden, Trixie (Fictitious character) -- Juvenile fiction | Treasure troves -- Juvenile fiction | Runaways -- Children's fiction -- FictionGenre/Form: Children's fiction. | Detective and mystery stories -- Juvenile fiction. | Detective and mystery fiction. | Detective and mystery fiction -- Juvenile fiction. | Detective and mystery fiction -- Juvenile fiction -- Juvenile fiction. | Detective and mystery stories.DDC classification: Children's Fiction Summary: Thirteen-year-old Trixie Belden and her friends search for hidden treasure in a mysterious mansion owned by an old miser.
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ABOUT THE SERIES-Trixie Belden lives on Crabapple Farm just outside Sleepyside, New York. With her best friend Honey Wheeler, they hope to one day start the Belden-Wheeler Detective Agency - but in the meantime, they get lots of practice solving all the exciting mysteries that take place around Sleepyside...Still popular after over fifty years, this is the return of Trixie Belden in the original books that started it all!ABOUT THIS TITLE-Trixie's summer is going to be sooo boring with her two older brothers away at camp. But then a millionaire's daughter moves into the next-door mansion, an old miser hides a fortune in his decrepit house, and a runaway kid starts hiding out in Sleepyside!

First published 1948.

Thirteen-year-old Trixie Belden and her friends search for hidden treasure in a mysterious mansion owned by an old miser.

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Table of contents provided by Syndetics

  • 1. The Haunted House (p. 5)
  • 2. Through the Hedge (p. 22)
  • 3. A Scream and a Dog (p. 37)
  • 4. The Brass Key (p. 54)
  • 5. Copperhead! (p. 68)
  • 6. A Runaway (p. 80)
  • 7. A New Hiding Place (p. 95)
  • 8. An Exploring Trip (p. 105)
  • 9. Jim's Discovery (p. 118)
  • 10. The Old Ladder (p. 129)
  • 11. A Precious Piece of Paper (p. 137)
  • 12. Jed Tomlin's Colt (p. 151)
  • 13. Understanding Regan (p. 164)
  • 14. A Night at the Manor House (p. 174)
  • 15. Mr. Lytell's Curiosity (p. 188)
  • 16. Unwelcome Guests (p. 204)
  • 17. Treasure (p. 216)
  • 18. The Moonlight Ride (p. 228)
  • 19. The End of the Mansion (p. 239)
  • 20. The Missing Heir (p. 249)

Excerpt provided by Syndetics

Ten minutes later, Trixie and Bobby began the long climb up the Manor House driveway with Reddy racing ahead of them. At the turn in the road, a fat little cocker spaniel rushed down to meet them. Right behind the puppy was a tall thin girl whose pale face was framed in shoulder-length, light-brown hair. She cringed as Reddy, disdainfully ignoring the black puppy, raced around her in circles, barking furiously. "Don't pay any attention to him," Trixie cried quickly, seeing that her new neighbor was really frightened. "He's just showing off. He wouldn't hurt a fly. I'm Trixie Belden," she went on hurriedly. "My kid brother and I live in the hollow in that little white frame house-Crabapple Farm, you know." The girl stared solemnly from Trixie to Bobby and back again. "How do you do?" she said, holding out her slender hand. "My name is Honey-Honey Wheeler." Trixie shook hands, feeling rather foolish at such a display of formality. Oh, my , she thought, almost sick with disappointment, she's stuck-up. Who would go around in a white linen dress and stockings and sandals unless there's a party? Aloud she asked, without much hope, "Do you ride horseback?" Honey smiled, then. "Oh, yes," she said. "Do you?" Trixie shook her head ruefully. "No, but I want to learn like anything. The only thing I have to ride is a babyish old bike. But I'm earning the money now to buy a horse just as soon as I can." "A bike?" Honey's smile widened, and Trixie had to admit that the girl was really pretty in a pale sort of way. "I wish I had a bike," she said wistfully. "Mother wouldn't let me have one in the city because of traffic, and the rest of the time I was at boarding school and camp where they're not allowed." Timidly she moved a step nearer to Trixie. "I'll teach you how to ride horseback," she offered. "Then perhaps you would show me how to ride a bike." Trixie could hardly believe her ears. "That's great," she gasped. "Let's start right away. I mean the horseback part. I can teach you how to ride a bike any time." She turned impatiently to Bobby, who was joyously cuddling the cocker spaniel puppy. "You go home now, Bobby, and play in the sandpile." Bobby ignored her and grinned up at Honey. "Are you rich?" he demanded. "Hey! What's it like to be rich?" Trixie felt her cheeks flame hotly, but Honey merely smiled and said, "It's not nice at all, Bobby. I can't remember when I didn't want to be like other people." She turned shyly toward Trixie and added, "When I was little, my nurses never let me play in the dirt the way Bobby is now, and I was never allowed to go any place by myself for fear of being kidnaped." She stopped suddenly as her enormous hazel eyes filled with tears. "I hardly ever saw my father and mother until I got sick. And now they've bought this big old place just for me. But what good is it? What good is anything if you're never allowed to have any fun?" Trixie could never bear to see anyone unhappy. "Gee," she said, putting her arm sympathetically around Honey's thin shoulders. "I never thought about it like that. I always thought it would be wonderful to have a lot of money." She stopped as the word money gave her an idea. "I tell you what let's do." She whirled Honey around and pointed across the woods to Ten Acres, which she called Miser's Mansion in her own mind. "See that big old gray and yellow house on the opposite hill?" Honey nodded and dabbed at her eyes with a dainty handkerchief. "Well," Trixie went on excitedly, "a crazy old man lives there all alone. Dad took him to the hospital this morning, so this is a swell time to explore. I've always wanted to see what the inside of the house was like." "Trixie Belden!" Honey gasped in a shocked voice. "You wouldn't really break into somebody's house!" "Of course not." Trixie grinned. "Old Mr. Frayne would probably have me thrown in jail if I did such a thing. But there's no reason why we couldn't peek in through a window. You know what they say in the village?" she demanded. "They say there's a half million dollars hidden there. Let's go!" "I wouldn't go near that creepy old place," Honey said firmly. "And I don't believe there's any money hidden there. Why, the house is practically falling to pieces, and it hasn't been painted in ages." "How do you know all that?" Trixie demanded impatiently. "You can't see it that clearly from here." "I was there early this morning," Honey explained. "Daddy and I were out riding, and we went up that old driveway thinking it was a road to the woods. We didn't realize that it led to the Mansion until we were halfway up. Then, of course, we knew we were trespassing, so we turned around. It looked like a deserted house to me, and I was glad to get away from there. Nobody would want to live in such a horrible, run-down place." Trixie bent down and fumbled with her shoelace to hide the disappointment on her face. She's worse that I thought she was at first, she thought. A silly old fraidy cat. Aloud she said coldly, "Of course, a lot of people think old Mr. Frayne went crazy after his wife died, and he lost all his money. That's why the place is run-down. Anyway, I'm going to look around there while Mr. Frayne's in the hospital. You don't have to if you don't want to." "Are you sure he's in the hospital?" Honey asked, suddenly. Trixie straightened up. "Of course. Dad took him in early this morning. He's not expected to live." "That's funny," Honey said slowly. "We were there about an hour ago. As we rode down the hill, I got the creepy feeling you get when you know somebody you can't see is watching you. I looked back over my shoulder quickly, and I saw a face at one of the windows." She shivered slightly. "I'll bet that house is haunted!" Excerpted from The Secret of the Mansion by Julie Campbell All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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Publishers Weekly Review

In another vein entirely, escapism 1940s-style is the allure of Trixie Belden #1: The Secret of the Mansion and Trixie Belden (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

School Library Journal Review

Gr 3-6-Published more than 50 years ago, the now-classic girl sleuth comes to audio format. Trixie isn't looking forward to being stuck in Sleepyside for a boring summer taking care of her little brother, but things get a lot more exciting when Honey, a millionaire's daughter, moves in next door. Honey and Trixie discover a runaway boy hiding out in the old mansion on the hill. Could he really be the long-lost heir to the old miser who lies dying in the town hospital? Is there really a fortune hidden in the old house? The story's 1948 copyright is clear in the wholesome phrasing and gosh-golly interactions among the characters, but the day-to-day struggles of making friends and negotiating the pitfalls of growing up are timeless. Narrator Ariadne Meyers (Emma on Kate and Allie) strives to give each character a unique voice, from Trixie's eager tones, to her brother Bobby's petulant lisp, to Honey's breathless quivering. Young girls will enjoy this story that sits at the corner of reality and an old-fashioned vision of ideal American girlhood.-Kathleen Kelly MacMillan, Maryland School for the Deaf, Columbia (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Horn Book Review

Trixie fans will rejoice over these reissues of the first four titles in the long-out-of-print series, which use the original text and line drawings that place the books' action firmly in the late forties and early fifties. The plots are formulaic and the writing is workmanlike at best, but the books are endearingly goofy, and impulsive, good-hearted thirteen-year-old Trixie has an irresistible appeal. [Review covers these Trixie Belden titles: [cf2]The Gatehouse Mystery, The Mysterious Visitor, The Red Trailer Mystery,[cf1] and [cf2]The Secret of the Mansion[cf1].] From HORN BOOK Fall 2003, (c) Copyright 2010. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.