Spider Kane and the Mystery Under the May-Appleby Mary Pope Osborne, Victoria Chess
Leon Leafwing's new girlfriend, the lovely Mimi, has disappeared! His ladybug pals inform him that it's a case for Spider Kane, the dashing detective who is cool, clever and well heeled (eight times over). Spider Kane is on the case, and soon he and Leon are plunged into a web of intrigue, mystery and mayhem. For all those Mary Pope Osborne fans ready for middle… See more details below
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Leon Leafwing's new girlfriend, the lovely Mimi, has disappeared! His ladybug pals inform him that it's a case for Spider Kane, the dashing detective who is cool, clever and well heeled (eight times over). Spider Kane is on the case, and soon he and Leon are plunged into a web of intrigue, mystery and mayhem. For all those Mary Pope Osborne fans ready for middle grade reading comes this Stepping Stone book, complete with a brand new cover!
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"I think I've found it! I hear music!" Rosie shouted as she led the way along the crumbling stone wall, searching for the entrance to Spider Kane's home.
Leon and Little Pickles followed her into a tiny, cavelike hollow between two stones. Then they groped their way down a dark tunnel that led to the elegant chambers of Spider Kane.
They found him playing a jazz tune on a clarinet made from a hollow river reed. The lively music moved in time with a leaping candle flame, and shadows danced on the chalky stone walls and silken floor. Beside the spider was a briarwood pipe and a golden goblet made from a touch-me-not flower. Around his shoulders was a paisley dressing gown.
When the jazzy song ended, Rosie spoke softly: "Spy?"
Spider Kane jerked around to face his three visitors. Then he burst into laughter. "Lieutenant Rose! Good heavens!"
The two hugged each other warmly. Then Rosie said, "Spy, I'd like you to meet two dear friends, Little Pickles and Leon Leafwing -- "
"Hello, Miss Pickles! What a pleasure," said Spider Kane in his deep, velvety voice.
"Gracious," said Little Pickles, trembling with excitement.
As Spider Kane turned to him, Leon quickly slipped on Mimi's dark glasses to hide his teary, swollen eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Leafwing, very pleased to meet you, too," said Spider Kane.
"Thank you. You can call me Leon."
"Fine, Leon. Now sit! All of you, sit and let me get you something to drink!" Spider Kane moved across the room with a slight limp. Then he poured a dark red liquid into three golden touch-me-not goblets. "Vintage cherry juice," he said. "How about some dinner?Parsnip pie? Peas in pastry shells?"
"No thank you, Mr. Kane," said Little Pickles. "We've already eaten."
"Ah, yes, I see that now. You dined on black bean soup."
"How did you know?" stammered Little Pickles.
"I've studied food stains for many years, Miss Pickles," he said. "The dark blotches on your blouse are definitely black bean soup."
"Oh, dear," said Little Pickles, blushing and putting her hand over the stains.
Rosie laughed. "I see you haven't lost your touch, Spy."
"No, indeed, Lieutenant Rose."
"Good," said Rosie. "Because we need your help tonight. Leon is in great distress."
"Ah." The spider fixed his eyes on the butterfly. "Would you kindly remove your glasses, sir?"
When Leon took off Mimi's dark glasses, Spider Kane stared at his red eyes. "Your girlfriend," the spider said softly.
"How did you know?"
"Your tear-stained face speaks a thousand words, Leon. As does the wilted lilac in your buttonhole. I assume you paid a call on her -- and she wasn't there?"
"That's right," said Leon sadly. "Her books were torn apart, her furniture was broken. I just found these little glasses --"
"Ah, let me see." Spider Kane took the dark glasses from Leon and studied them. "But the gossamer-winged lady was missing," he said quietly.
Leon gasped. "How -- did you know she was a gossamer-winged butterfly?"
"I have a rare gift of being able to make instant and perfect calculations of size without the use of a measuring tool," said Spider Kane. "I can tell you that these dark glasses exactly fit the head of a gossamer-winged butterfly."
"You know the head size of a gossamer-winged butterfly?"
"I know the head sizes of over two hundred different kinds of butterflies, my friend. If these belonged to a butterfly in your family, they'd be half a micrometer larger."
As Leon laughed with astonishment, Spider Kane smiled and lit his pipe.
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