The Story So Far

Johnny Dixon seriesJohnny Dixon had thought he was the only one who knew that H. Bagwell Glomus's will was hidden in his deserted mansion. As he plunges on, a snowstorm rages outside and thunder echoes through the unlit rooms. Months earlier Johnny had pieced together clues to the location of the will and he had been intrigued. But now he is more than intrigued; he is desperate -- so desperate he'll risk everything. Suddenly lightning flashed and Johnny sees he is not alone. Something not quite human is coming toward him...

The Mummy, the Will, and the Crypt (1983), by John Bellairs, is the second book in the Johnny Dixon series.



"One of my favorite features of Bellairs’s novels is that not only are they funny and exciting, they are genuinely spooky. There is never a “Scooby-Doo” ending in which the villain is simply a cranky neighbor (in fact the cranky neighbor in these books is the hero!)." - Mark Locker



She thinks I'm gonna smash it, he said to himself. He had half a mind to knock the vase over and then catch it quickly before it broke, just to see what Mrs. Woodley would do. But most of all he wanted to get out of this creepy hotel as quickly as he could.

Johnny hurried across the lobby, down the front steps, and out into the autumn sunshine. As he crossed the common he thought about the phone conversation he had just had. He felt frustrated, but in an odd way he also felt relieved. He was glad to know that Gramma's operation was over, and that it had been a success. As for the puzzle business, it was true that the professor had not taken him seriously, but at least he had said what he wanted to say. And maybe the professor was right after all. Maybe Johnny should just forget about Staunton Harold and the Glomus will, shove the whole stupid mess out of his mind.

Mr. Brentlinger's station wagon was parked outside the post office, but Mr. Brentlinger was not there. Probably he was still shopping or chewing the fat with some friend of his. Johnny started to get into the car and wait for him, but as soon as he opened the car door, he noticed something lying on the seat. It was a small square of heavy white paper with ragged edges. Carelessly Johnny picked the paper up and turned it over. What he saw was an old-fashioned black-and-white woodcut. It showed some young men drinking in a tavern. Outside the tavern door stood a skeleton. It held a spear up over its head, and it looked like it was getting ready to throw the spear at the young men. Underneath the picture was a little two-line poem, printed in old-fashioned lettering. It read:

While Youth Do Chear DEATH may be near.

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