The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict (The Mysterious Benedict Society)

The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict (The Mysterious Benedict Society)

Trenton Lee Stewart

Language: English

Pages: 496

ISBN: 0316176206

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Before there was a Mysterious Benedict Society, there was simply a boy named Nicholas Benedict. Meet the boy who started it all....

Nine-year-old Nicholas Benedict has more problems than most children his age. Not only is he an orphan with an unfortunate nose, but also he has narcolepsy, a condition that gives him terrible nightmares and makes him fall asleep at the worst possible moments. Now he's sent to a new orphanage, where he encounters vicious bullies, selfish adults, strange circumstances -- and a mystery that could change his life forever. Luckily, he has one important thing in his favor: He's a genius.

On his quest to solve the mystery, Nicholas finds enemies around every corner, but also friends in unexpected places -- and discovers along the way that the greatest puzzle of all is himself.














Nicholas. I don’t believe your apology was entirely sincere.” Nicholas grinned. “I guess you really are good at telling these things,” he admitted. “What happened while I was asleep? I take it he saw me and spoke to you.” “He grew suspicious. He didn’t know what connection you had to me, or why you were sleeping beneath my table. I was compelled to tell him a white lie. I said that you were my nephew from Chesterton, that you had begged me to take you with me to Stonetown, and that when I

Mr. Rothschild’s diary and its mentions of treasure. And there was Mr. Collum, who clearly believed that the treasure existed, that it was hidden somewhere on the Rothschild estate. So what had he missed? Nicholas put his things back into the saddlebags, awakened Rabbit again, and set off on the final leg of his long night’s journey. The moon had sunk beyond a distant hill, birds were beginning to rustle and chirp in the trees, and Nicholas’s thoughts were dashing hither and thither. Was there

Oh no, he thought, and with the lamp, too! Luckily, when Mrs. Brindle came storming in after him a minute later (she was an extremely slow-moving storm), she found Nicholas not collapsed on the floor amid shattered glass and a burning rug, but instead sitting in an overstuffed armchair, with the lamp held firmly in both hands. By some miracle (and several deep breaths) he had not fallen asleep, despite witnessing the most exciting spectacle of his life. He did look strangely affected, however,

wall and tapping again. If he had not been tapping and listening in places both high and low, Nicholas would have seen only the man’s long legs. Fortunately, though, Mr. Collum bent forward to tap and listen at a low spot, and Nicholas could plainly see the intensely inquisitive expression on his face before he straightened and moved on toward the fireplace. Nicholas scarcely had time to wonder what Mr. Collum was up to before there came an enormous clamor of footsteps and talking from the

couldn’t very well claim to have made a skeleton key in his sleep; if he was caught now, he would have no excuse. He tried to move quickly but deliberately. He had foreseen this moment and planned accordingly—he did not risk fumbling with the matchbox while standing up and holding the blanket and candle. Instead, he dropped to his knees and laid everything before him. And it was a good thing he did, for despite his caution he managed to spill a few matches as he took out the key. With straining

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