The House on the Cliff Quotes

“Flivver” which was slang for a beat up or poorly quality Ford Model-T, which had been in”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The Hardy Boys (annotated): The House on the Cliff

“case?”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff

“the news of his father's death and his inheritance of Ranch Number Ten, he rushes to claim his inheritance. It might turn out to be the worst mistake of his life! Excerpt: "Steve Packard's pulses quickened and a bright eagerness came into his eyes as he rode deeper into the pine-timbered mountains. To-day he was on the last lap of a delectable journey. Three days ago he had ridden out of the sun-baked town of San Juan; three months had passed since he had sailed out of a South Sea port.Far down there, foregathering with sailor men in a dirty water-front boarding-house, he had grown suddenly and even tenderly reminiscent of a cleaner land which he had roamed as a boy. He stared back across the departed years as many a man has looked from just some such resort as Black Jack's boarding-house, a little wistfully”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff: Adventure & Mystery Novel

“comes from a long line of rough and tumble men, who make decisions at the drop of a hat. As soon as he hears the news of his father's death and his inheritance of Ranch Number Ten, he rushes to claim his inheritance. It might turn out to be the worst mistake of his life! Excerpt: "Steve Packard's pulses quickened and a bright eagerness came into his eyes as he rode deeper into the pine-timbered mountains. To-day he was on the last lap of a delectable journey. Three days ago he had ridden out of the sun-baked town of San Juan; three months had passed since he had sailed out of a South Sea port.Far down there, foregathering with sailor men in a dirty water-front boarding-house, he had grown suddenly and even tenderly reminiscent of a cleaner land which he had roamed as a boy. He stared back across the departed years as many a man has looked from just some such resort as Black Jack's boarding-house, a little wistfully”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff: Adventure & Mystery Novel

“The Napoli was a rangy, powerful craft with graceful lines and was the pride of Tony’s life. The boat moved slowly out into the waters of Barmet Bay and then gathered speed as it headed toward the ocean. “Rough water,” Frank remarked as breaking swells hit the hull. Salt spray dashed over the bow of the Napoli as it plunged on through the white-caps. Bayport soon became a speck nestled at the curve of the horseshoe-shaped body of water. Reaching the ocean, Tony turned north. The boys could see the white line of the shore road rising and falling along the coast. Soon they passed the Kane farm. Two miles farther on they came within sight of the cliff upon which the Pollitt house stood. It looked stark and forbidding above the rocks, its roof and chimneys silhouetted against the sky.”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff

“Acting as if there were no problems on their minds, Frank and Joe strolled along whistling. Once they joined a group of people who were watching a sidewalk merchant. The man was demonstrating little jumping animals. Frank and Joe laughed as they bought a monkey and a kangaroo. “Iola and Callie will get a kick out of these,” Joe predicted.”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff

“The brothers reached the Bayport waterfront early. It was the scene of great activity. A tanker was unloading barrels of oil, and longshoremen were trundling them to waiting trucks. At another dock a passenger ship was tied up. Porters hurried about, carrying luggage and packages to a line of taxicabs. Many sailors strolled along the busy street. Some stepped into restaurants, others into amusement galleries.”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff

“The boys made a systematic search of the place. They found only one item which might prove to be helpful It was a torn piece of a turkish towel on which the word Polo appeared.”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff

“Pretzel Pete said that he had picked up a bit of information that led him to think an East Indian sailor named Ali Singh might be engaged in some smuggling. The vendor did not know what ship he sailed on, but he understood that the man had come ashore for a secret meeting of some gang.”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff

“Mr. Hardy looked out the window of his second-floor study as if searching for the answer somewhere in the town of Bayport, where the Hardys lived.”
― Franklin W. Dixon, The House on the Cliff