I remember loving this book as a child and am so happy I remembered enough to find it!
The only parts I remember was the map being hidden in the sign, and then her being chased through the rainy streets. Ooh, how my adrenaline was pumping! It’s one of the first books I remember being stressed out while I read it!
It was sweet, exciting, and satisfying. I love a hood treasure hunt, especially when clues are involved. I was only a little disappointed not to hear how they ended up dividing the money or how things ended with Raoul’s family, although that can all be easily assumed. I loved Mr. Robinson, but then I always seem to love the protective, stable character. Being protected by dogs is also one of my favourite things!
Favourite parts:
"Claude gave me money so we could buy pralines,"
Raoul announced. "I don't want to buy mine now, but you girls can get yours."
The girls each ordered two of the large pralines, and Elisabet discovered that the rich pecan candies were delicious. She eagerly devoured her whole treat.
Marie, however, ate only one of hers. "I am full," she told Raoul. She handed him the other praline. "Take this one to your sisters and brothers."
"Merci," he said, wrapping the candy in his handkerchief and pocketing it. He looked so grateful Elisabet wished she had saved him some, too. But if Raoul had wanted a praline, why hadn't he bought his own?
Later, when the two girls were up in their room together, she asked Marie, "Why did you give Raoul your praline? Were you really full?"
"Non, but I knew he was saving his candy money to give to his mother. He tries to give her every penny he can. He does not like to let people know, though.”
"As you wish, sir," Marie replied respectfully. For a moment Elisabet was confused. Was her friend just going to hand the map over? Marie gave the big man her sweetest smile and stood up with the map pouch in her hand. But when McCain stepped forward, Marie suddenly turned.
With a swift, powerful throw, she flung the pouch out the open French windows behind her.
"Elisabet, get it!" she screamed to her friend. Then she quickly blew out the candle the girls had used to illuminate the sign. The room was now in darkness.
Elisabet, who had maneuvered herself within a few feet of the door, took off down the stairs.
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Driven by terror, Elisabet ran faster than she had ever run before. Yet after a few blocks, she felt herself tiring.
Her long skirt, growing heavy from the rain, weighed her down, and her heart was beating so hard she thought it would burst.Elisabet's hopes rose when she glimpsed the outline of a man on horseback just ahead. She was about to scream again for help when she saw it was not a man at all, but a statue. She had not paid attention to where she was going, but now she realized her instincts had taken her back to the Rue du Chevalier. Please, please, let me reach Mr. Robinson's house, she prayed.
She used her last burst of energy to turn the corner by the statue and sprint down the Rue du Chevalier. But it wasn't quite enough. As she ran, she could hear McCain's heavy breathing just a few steps behind her. He was gaining on her. She was almost in front of number seven when McCain leaped forward and caught her by the shoulder.
He jerked her off balance, and she tumbled into the muddy street.
"Mr. Robinson!" she cried as she fell, trying hard to be heard above the wind and the rain. "Mr. Robinson!"
…
Elisabet turned her head and closed her eyes. But the expected blow never came. Instead, she heard the loud howling of large, angry dogs. McCain cursed, then let go of her and staggered back.
Opening her eyes, she saw Mr. Robinson's dogs, Brutus and Caesar, jumping on McCain and snapping…
“…We all decided it was better for you to rest today."
"Thank you," Elisabet said, giving her friend a hug.
"Now you go upstairs and take a rest until supper. I'll take care of things here."
"Are you sure?" Marie said doubtfully. "The bakery is quiet now, but later-"
"Later it will be all right, too," Elisabet assured her.
(I instantly thought, they all stayed up too??! Why does she get to sleep?? But then she offers to let her friend sleep too 😅 I find stories often forget about reciprocity, so I loved that this wasn’t missed)