Teddy

“Dad, that’s wonderful!” Nancy exclaimed. “I hope we hear something soon.” Her father chuckled. “When you were a little girl, Nancy, you were always eager to have things happen. I used to say to you, ‘Hold your horses!’ Now I’m saying it again. Don’t get your hopes up too high.” Nancy laughed. “Spoken like a lawyer,” she teased, and then said good-by.”
― Carolyn Keene, Nancy's Mysterious Letter

“HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO LOVE AND KISSES CHALES”
― J.D. Salinger, For Esmé—with Love and Squalor

“Nancy, blue-eyed, and with reddish-gold glints in her blond hair, was at the wheel. She gazed anxiously across a long expanse of water to the distant shores of Twin Lakes. The Pinecrest Motel, where the eighteen-year-old girl and her older friend were staying, was almost two miles away on the smaller of the two lakes. Helen Corning, dark-haired and petite, looked at Nancy with concern. “I think we’re in for a cloudburst,” she said, “and Twin Lakes becomes as rough as the ocean in a storm.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Bungalow Mystery

“The slightest mistake will mean detection!” Nancy thought, her heart pounding. Waiting for the right moment, she suddenly slipped out among the white-robed figures and instantly began waving her arms and making grotesque motions.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Secret of Red Gate Farm