Five have plenty of fun

A mysterious arrival at Kirrin Cottage, in the middle of the night, sparks excitement amongst George and her cousins. Berta is a vulnerable, young American girl, (daughter of a rich man) who is fleeing kidnappers and the Kirrin Household have been personally asked to protect and disguise her. In order to make her unrecognisable, Berta is transformed into a handsome looking young boy called Lesley – and the Five are constantly on the look out for potential kidnappers. Will the disguise be successful, or will Berta be recognised and therefore find herself in grave danger?

Enid Blyton

Five have plenty of fun

The Famous Five - 14

ePub r1.1

Titivillus 27.08.2020

Título original: Five have plenty of time

Enid Blyton, 1955

Ilustraciones: Eileen Alice Soper

Diseño de cubierta: Eileen Alice Soper

Editor digital: Titivillus

ePub base r2.1

Chapter One

At Kirrin Cottage

“I feel as if we’ve been at Kirrin for about a month already!” said Anne, stretching herself out on the warm sand, and digging her toes in. “And we’ve only just come!”

“Yes — it’s funny how we settle down at Kirrin so quickly,” said Dick. “We only came yesterday, and I agree with you, Anne — it seems as if we’ve been here ages. I love Kirrin.”

“I hope this weather lasts out the three weeks we’ve got left of the holiday,” said Julian, rolling away from Timmy, who was pawing at him, trying to make him play. “Go away Timmy. You’re too energetic. We’ve bathed, had a run, played ball — and that’s quite enough for a little while. Go and play with the crabs!”

“Woof!” said Timmy, disgusted. Then he pricked up his ears as he heard a tinkling noise from the promenade. He barked again.

“Trust old Timmy to hear the ice-cream man,” said Dick. “Anyone want an ice-cream?”

Everyone did, so Anne collected the money and went off to get the ice-creams, Timmy close at her heels. She came back with five cartons of ice-cream, Timmy jumping up at her all the way.

“I can’t think of anything nicer than lying down on hot sand with the sun on every part of my body, eating an ice-cream, and knowing there are still three weeks holiday in front of us — at Kirrin too!” said Dick.

“Yes. It’s heaven,” said Anne. “It’s a pity your father has visitors today, George. Who are they? Have we got to dress up for them?”

“I don’t think so,” said George. “Timmy, you’ve eaten your ice-cream in one gulp. What a frightful waste!”

“When are these people coming?” asked Dick.

“About half-past twelve,” said George. “They’re coming to lunch — but thank goodness Father told Mother he didn’t want a pack of children gobbling all round him and his friends at lunch, so Mother said we could go in at half past twelve, say how-do-you-do and then clear off again with a picnic basket.”