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The next day
"Professor, are we going to visit Evangalene Mobbinsworth today?" said Luke, who could swear he heard Dill squeal rather loudly something to do with them, but he couldn't be sure. "Indeed we are, it is the 14th of July, which is the day she put on the letter for us to see her." replied the professor, who was sure he just heard Dill squeal just as Luke had, but chose to ignore it. "Didn't she say hers was the biggest house in the village and that we couldn't miss it if we tried?" Layton said that she did and they should have a look out of the window. Luke thought for a moment about this and then realised what the professor meant. "Oh of course, Dill said we could see the whole village from this room!" the professor nodded in agreement
The two walked over to the window, "Luke my boy, I believe that is Miss Mobbinsworth's house just there" he pointed to the biggest house you have ever seen, it was made of cream brick, and the windows were so shiny the garden reflected perfectly in them. The garden was filled with all array of plants and flowers, and there was a large pond directly in front of the house. "lets be off then professor, cant wait to see what it looks like up close!" Hershel chuckled quietly to himself at the 13 year olds excitement.
The pair walked out of the hotel door to be followed with a "Have a good day! Do you like roast lamb? Good, because that's what I'm making for your tea!" Dill did not give them time to answer, but lukes eyes lit up, roast lamb was his favourite after all. After turning a few corners, the house popped into view "Wow, professor, this building is magnificent, bet you could get lost in there more than once!" "Indeed my boy, it is truly stunning." with that, the professor knocked loudly on the bright red front door.
The door was answered by a fairly tall, but skinny man. "Good morning sirs, I am Jack, the butler. You are professor Layton, are you not?" "indeed I am, we are here to see Miss Mobbinsworth, where could we find her?" Jack pointed to a large staircase, with a rich pink carpet. "Up in her private lounge, she has been expecting you all morning, please do get this case solved soon."
Luke nearly fell over with shock at the private lounge, for a start it was huge and everything looked very, very expensive. " Ah, you must be professor Layton, I'm so glad you're here, the village of Mellosdie is in great turmoil, as you read about in the letter I sent you." said a lady with brown hair, done up in a bun. She was wearing a long pale purple evening dress. "Yes, it does seem quite the… predicament, I will be glad in solving such a thing." Layton said, tipping his hat slightly in the process. "So let me get this straight. A piano is being played, and the song sends people to sleep and when they wake up, one of there possessions is missing? Sounds a bit fishy to me." Luke asked, with a puzzled look on his face. "Quite. every villager including myself is frightened it will be them next, some people think it is the ghost of William Sharden, but others don't agree." replied Evangalene. "Miss Mobbinsworth, who is William Sharden, and why would he, I mean his ghost, want to do such things?" " Well Professor Layton, he used to say he ruled the village, everyone was in fear of him, but he died just a month ago, to everyone's relief, as awful as it sounds." " Why would his ghost appear now though?" The professor thought this could be incredibly useful information. " Well, since he died, people have been saying some awful things about him, and got it into their heads it must be him bringing this fear upon the village, just as he did when he was alive." replied Evangelene, who was feeling rather tired at this point."Thankyou, that was very useful information, we will be on our way now." Just as the professor and Luke were about to leave the room, a familiar sound of a piano sounded….
Ooh cliff-hanger much! What do you think of William Sharden, what do you imagine him to look like, as well as his house? The notes for the song will probably appear in the next chapter. Do you think it is the ghost of William Sharden, or someone else?… Please put the answers to these questions in a review! Write to you later, Professor H. Clayton *Tips top hat*