“Nancy! Nancy!” Bess Marvin called as she and her cousin George Fayne entered the Drews’ house. “Where are you?”
At that moment Nancy Drew appeared in the doorway between the living room and the dining room, and she struck a model’s pose. She was wearing a two-piece blue bathing suit that matched her eyes. Her reddish gold hair was piled on top of her head.
“Like it?” Nancy asked.
“Like it? It’s fabulous!” Bess exclaimed. She was Nancy’s age—seventeen—and had the same blue eyes, but Bess’s hair was curlier and blonder than Nancy’s.
“Is this your surprise? A new swimsuit?” George asked. Although she and Bess were cousins, George had brown eyes and chestnut hair. Unlike Bess, who constantly struggled with her weight, George was athletic and had a lean and muscular build.
Nancy laughed and entered the living room. “Well, no—but it’s part of it,” she said. She plopped down on one of the plush sofas. “Have a seat and I’ll explain.”
Bess and George sat down across from Nancy. Nancy picked up a large manila envelope and shook the contents out onto the sofa beside her. “Three tickets for a Great Lakes cruise, from Chicago to Toronto. Dad’s treating us!”
“All right!” George cried.
“Nobody can beat your father for great surprises, Nancy,” Bess said. “What are the other ports of call?”
Nancy picked up the cruise line’s brochures. “Sturgeon Bay in Wisconsin; Alpena and Port Huron in Michigan; and Lake Erie Beach in New York. When we get to Toronto, Dad is going to show us the sights.”
“But why didn’t you call us before, so we could all go shopping together?” Bess asked. “You know how much fun that is! And I could really use a new swimsuit.…”
“I know,” Nancy agreed. “It just sort of happened.”
“How so?” George asked.
“I was in Dad’s office this morning when he told me that he was going to a convention of trial lawyers in Toronto. Then he told me that he had booked passage for the three of us on the SS Great Lakes, sailing from Chicago to Toronto,” Nancy explained. “When I was walking back to where I had parked my car, I noticed this new boutique. It’s called This Is Not Your Mother’s Store. This swimsuit was in the window. I decided that I had to get it for thecruise. When I walked into the store, I found lots of other things I thought would be perfect. By the time I stopped shopping, I almost had a suitcase full of clothes!”
Bess put her hands on her hips. “Is there anything left for us to buy?” she asked with a grin.
“Plenty!” Nancy replied. “They were opening up new shipments when I left.”
“Well, what are we waiting for?” Bess said. “Let’s go!”
Nancy quickly changed into street clothes, told Hannah Gruen, the Drews’ longtime housekeeper, that they were going shopping, and then they left the house. But just as they started to get into Nancy’s car, a taxicab pulled up into the driveway behind them—and Ned Nickerson jumped out.
“Ned!” Nancy cried. “I thought you were in New York.”
Nancy’s boyfriend gave her a big hug. “I’m on my way to talk to some clients in Oklahoma City, but I was able to get a layover in River Heights,” Ned said. “I just had to see you, if only for a few minutes!”
Bess and George came over to join the reunion.
“How’s the internship going?” George asked.
“Great,” Ned said. “I think I may have a job with the company after it’s over.”
“Super,” Bess said.
Ned handed Nancy a package. “This is for the cruise,” he said.
Nancy gave him a puzzled look. “How did you know about that?” she said. “Dad only told me this morning.”
Ned grinned. “Your father and I talk about all kinds of things,” he said.
Just then the taxi driver honked his horn. Ned looked at his watch. “Gotta go. I can’t miss the flight to Oklahoma City.” He gave Nancy a big hug. “I’ll call you later,” he said.
Ned jumped into the backseat of the taxi. The driver backed out of the driveway and sped down the street.
“Oh, Nancy—that was so romantic of Ned. Just like in a movie!” Bess said. “Hurry! Open your gift. I want to see what he brought you from New York.”
Nancy, still somewhat dazed by Ned’s surprise visit, tore the brightly colored wrapping from the box. “It’s Torino!” Nancy gasped.
“That perfume is so expensive!” Bess said.
“Ned probably can’t even afford to eat now,” George said. “Maybe you should send him a box of canned food.”
“Oh, you two!” Nancy said. “Come on.”
The three of them got into Nancy’s Mustang and headed for downtown River Heights. Nancy found a metered parking spot just two doors down from the boutique, and she put in two hours’ worth of coins.
“Uh-oh,” George said as she surveyed the crowd of people inside the store. “I guess the word about those new shipments is out.”
“We need to find Janine,” Nancy said. “I told her I’d be back with two friends.”
Janine was just finishing with another customer when Nancy and the girls located her. She gave Nancy a tired smile. “I had no idea our first week would be like this,” she managed to say. “We’ve put in three frantic calls to the home office for rush shipments on several items in the store.” She looked at George and Bess and added, “But we should still have your sizes in most things.”
Nancy was impressed that Janine could just look at someone and know what size she wore. Everything she showed Bess and George fit them perfectly.
While Bess and George were looking at evening gowns, Nancy wandered over to a shelf of shorts and tank tops that she hadn’t noticed when she had been in the boutique earlier.
Just beyond the shelf, standing at a rack of jeans, were another salesperson and a woman whom Nancy calculated was in her middle twenties. She was very athletic-looking and had red hair and light freckles.
As Nancy was looking through the shorts for her size, she heard the woman talking about a cruise she was going on in a few days.
“I’ve never been on one before,” the woman told the salesperson. “I have no idea what to take with me.”
“Well, I’ve never been on one either,” the salesperson replied. “I’d hate to sell you something that you wouldn’t need.”
Nancy didn’t know if she should admit she had been listening or not, but the woman seemed genuinely lost as to what would be suitable for such a trip. She laid the shorts back on the shelf and walked over to the woman. “Hi! I couldn’t help but hear what you were saying. My friends and I are going on a cruise in a few days too, and we’re here to buy our wardrobes.”
“Really?” the woman said. “Is it the SS Great Lakes, sailing from Chicago to Toronto?”
Nancy nodded.
“Great!” the woman said. She stuck out her hand. “I’m Amber Cosgrove.”
Nancy introduced herself. “Those are my friends over there, looking at the evening gowns: Bess Marvin and George Fayne.”
On hearing their names, Bess and George looked up and waved.
“If you’d like some suggestions, we’d be happy to help,” Nancy said.
“Oh, I’d love that!” Amber exclaimed.
The salesperson who had been helping Amber seemed genuinely pleased too.
Nancy led Amber over to Bess and George, who were still looking at gowns. “Amber’s going on the same cruise we are,” she said, “and she wants some advice on what clothes to buy.”
“Well! You’re in luck!” Bess said. “If there’s one thing I know, it’s fashion.”
“She’s telling the truth,” Nancy said.
Bess gave Amber the once-over, then pulled a midnight blue sheath off the rack and handed it to her. “This one, for sure,” she said.
Nancy could tell it would make Amber look stunning.
“Why don’t you try it on?” the salesperson suggested.
“Okay,” Amber said.
Nancy and George also let Bess choose gowns for them, although Nancy admitted that she had already bought one earlier.
“Too bad. You should have waited,” Bess said. “I can’t imagine not seeing you in this pink strapless at least one night on the cruise.”
After the other girls had finished choosing the evening gowns they wanted, they all headed for the swimsuits.
“You should see the one Nancy got, Amber,” Bess said. “It’s blue, and it’s just gorgeous on her! It brings out the color of her eyes.”
Nancy blushed. “Oh, stop it, Bess,” she said. She held up an emerald green dress. “Amber, this would look great on you!”
“Oh, yes, Amber!” Bess agreed. “Get it!”
Amber held it up against her and looked in the mirror. “I think Craig would like me in this.”
Nancy looked at Bess and George.
“Craig?” Bess said.
Amber blushed. “Craig’s my boyfriend. Actually, he works on the ship. That’s why I’m going. He got me a special price on the ticket.”
Suddenly, Nancy felt guilty. It had never occurred to her that perhaps Amber couldn’t afford as many clothes as they were telling her she should get. What were they going to do? She didn’t want to hurt Amber’s feelings.
“Bess, if I get all the clothes that you think I should get, I’ll clean out my bank account,” Nancy said. “Maybe I should put some of them back.”
Bess and George both gave her a confused look.
Nancy tried to catch their eyes to signal them not to say anything, but Bess didn’t make the connection.
“Since when have you ever been on an allowance, Nancy Drew?” Bess said. “Your father would want you to take whatever clothes you thought you needed on this cruise.”
Nancy glanced over at Amber, but Amber was completely focused on some pants and tops. “What about these?” she said.
“Definitely,” Bess said. “Perfect for when we’re shopping on land.”
For just a minute Nancy couldn’t understand how Amber would be able to handle this huge clothing bill and be taking a cruise at a reduced rate. Then she realized that there was really nothing unusual about it at all. Anyone would jump at the chance to go on a cruise for a reduced price. For all Nancy knew, Amber had a good job and could afford a nice new wardrobe. Everything she took with her on the cruise she could use when she got off the ship.
Finally, everyone agreed that they had acquired perfect wardrobes for themselves and that there could never be four better-dressed women on any cruise.
As they prepared to pay at the cash register Bess groaned a little, saying that her father would probably make her wear everything for two seasons. Nancy noticed that Amber didn’t flinch, though, when the salesperson told her how much her bill was. She paid with cash.
“This has been so much fun,” Amber said.
“It really has,” Nancy and her friends agreed.
“Is your car nearby?” George said. “Do you need any help with the packages?”
“No, I had the salesperson call me a taxi,” Amber said. “I’ll be fine.”
While the salespeople finished wrapping the rest of Bess’s and George’s purchases, a cab pulled up in front of the boutique. Another salesgirl helped Amber load her packages into the trunk.
As Amber got into the backseat she waved to Nancy, Bess, and George, and then she mouthed, See you on the SS Great Lakes!”
The girls mouthed back, Okay!
As they headed to Nancy’s car, loaded down with bundles, Bess said, “If the rest of the passengers on the ship are as nice as Amber, I’ll never want the trip to end.”
“Me either,” George agreed.
But Nancy didn’t say anything. She couldn’t exactly explain it, but she felt there was something mysterious about Amber.