Secret Seven Fun For The Secret Seven

A meeting please !

"Peter ! Peter , where are you ? " shouted Janet racing up the stairs .

'Here - in my room ,' called Peter , appearing at his door and looking very cross . 'I'm tidying it up. Dad looked in this morning , and wanted to know if I liked living in a pigsty ! He said the pigs were tidier than I am'!

'Well- he was about right ,' said Janet , looking around the room . 'Do you ever pick anything up when u drop it ? Goodness , what's this mess on the carpet - something stuck to it ?'

'Oh - so that's where my nougat went !' said Peter , scraping a sticky mess off the carpet . 'Good thing Dad didn't tread on that it would have stuck to his shoe for ages !'

Janet gave a delighted chuckle . 'You really are dreadfully untidy , Peter,' she said. 'I suppose I'd better tidy up your room for u before Daddy comes back again .'

'What did u want me for ?' asked Peter , still scraping . 'Ooh - its horrid , this . What a waste of nice bar of nougat .'

'Listen , Peter - a note came through the letter box just now . It's addressed to "Peter, Head of the Secret Seven ." So it's for u . Who is it from , do u suppose?'

'Oh , one of the others wants something , I expect . Maybe a meeting of the Seven for reason' said Peter , tearing open the envelope . 'Yes -it's from Jack . Listen . He says .

'''Dear Peter ,

Will u call a meeting? I have had a strange request for help from Bob Smith . He is in our class at school , you know . He didn't say much expect that he needs our help badly . He's pretty upset . Perhaps the Secret Seven can help him - he's a good friend. Anyway isn't it about time we met again , before we all forget we're the Secret Seven ?
"Jack"

'Oh dear ! said Janet . 'He sounds rather high and mighty , doesn't he ? I suppose you ought to call the meetings more often , Peter .
They're great fun .'