The Missing Horse Mystery
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Klaus would probably hire a regiment of lawyers. Still,
the evidence was pretty solid against him.
“Not everything.” Ned frowned. “I can't get that
other horse out of my mind.”
“What other horse?” Bess asked.
“The one that was stolen,” Ned told her. “The one
that ended up going to the slaughterhouse.”
Texel slapped him on the back. “Don't look so
gloomy, son. Even that has a happy ending.”
“It does?” Ned perked up, and Gilly looked
interested, too.
“Seems Brackett couldn't bear to sell the horse to
the killers so he gave it to a friend of his who lives in
the boondocks where no one would ever find it,” Texel
explained. “He made up some story about its being an
old broken-down show horse that the owner wanted to
get rid of.”
Gilly smiled. “Even though I only took care of him
for a couple of days, I knew he was a nice horse. Does
he have a good home now?”
“The best,” Texel said. “I personally checked the
place out this morning. After all, that horse is evidence.
Lucky is doing well in a pasture full of grass with two
little girls to love him.”
“Lucky?” Ned laughed. “That's a perfect name. He
was lucky to escape the auction.”
“A perfect name is right,” Texel agreed. “In fact, I'd
say we were all lucky.”
“Why is that?” Bess asked.
Texel grinned at Nancy. “We were lucky you
happened to be at this show, Nancy Drew!”