The Mystery at Lilac Inn Quotes

“Nancy, an attractive titian blond, grinned up at her friend.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“Emily Willoughby, a dainty young woman, had chestnut-colored hair, set off to advantage by her white linen dress.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“The drive to Bridgeton took about an hour and a half. Nancy and Helen arrived in time to attend services in the quaint, white, eighteenth-century church. Then they had lunch at a tearoom.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“Nancy and Helen changed into pastel cotton dresses, put away the few belongings they had brought, then headed for the inn. As they walked across the lawn, they passed gardeners who were pruning trees and cultivating flower beds edged with pansies. “It’s perfectly beautiful here,” Helen remarked. The girls went to the front of the inn, a two-story clapboard building with a one-level wing on either side. All around it were lilac trees and other flowering bushes. Nancy and Helen mounted the wide steps and entered the center hall. Its paneled walls, old staircase, and beautiful cut-glass chandelier made them feel as though they had stepped back into an earlier century.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“The grounds seemed eerie in the moonless night as the couple walked quietly, beaming their flashes ahead of them. They circled the inn. The place was completely dark, with the exception of the tiny night light in the main lobby.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“The girls stepped back into the canoe and paddled off. As they rounded the next bend, Helen cried, “There’s the Lilac Inn dock!” When the canoe came abreast of the dock, Nancy secured it to a post. The girls hopped out and started up the path that led to the inn. On both sides of the path were groves of lilac trees which displayed a profusion of blooms, from creamy white to deep purple.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“Suddenly she saw a flickering light ahead, near the grove. Curious, she drew closer. A veiled figure with black hair and wearing a glowing white gown confronted her. The next instant Helen was struck on the back of her head and fell unconscious”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“Mary Mason.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn

“Nancy and Helen said good-by and paddled off upstream. The Angus River, a tributary of the Muskoka, was banked on either side with dense shrubbery, willow trees, and wild flowers. “We’re almost to Benton,” Nancy said. “The old inn should be just beyond the next bend.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Mystery at Lilac Inn