"Nora!" Maggie called. "Stop!"
Nora looked over at them. Then she ran away.
"Hey," Henry exclaimed in surprise.
"Catch her!" Cole took off after Nora.
Henry followed, with Maggie right beside him.
Nora was surprisingly fast for a little kid.
She turned into a booth filled with pottery.
"Careful," Maggie exclaimed as The Lemonade Detectives ran into the booth behind her.
"This stuff looks breakable."
Just ahead Nora scooted under a low table full of vases.
"We can't fit under there," cried Henry. "We'll have to go around!"
Cole had already dashed out of the booth.
Henry and Maggie followed as Cole sprinted after Nora.
"Nora, stop!" Maggie yelled. "We just want to talk to you!"
"There she goes." Cole pointed. Nora was ducking into another booth.
Maggie ran after her. Henry and Cole followed.
They found themselves in a quilting booth.
"Hey, what are you kids doing?" a woman exclaimed. "This isn't a playground!"
"Sorry," Henry said breathlessly. Then he ran out of the booth after Nora.
She was heading out of the crafts fair and across the central part of the park.
She ducked between two people waiting in line to buy hot dogs.
"Excuse me," Henry said, trying to push after her.
"Hey! Get in the back of the line!" one of the customers said.
"We're just passing through," Maggie said. Then she pointed at Nora.
"We need to catch that little girl!"
"Oh, why didn't you say so?" the customer grumbled, finally moving aside.
For a second Henry thought they'd lost Nora.
Then he spotted her running into the art show.
She ducked behind the nearest display.
"Hurry!" Henry called to his friends, running after Nora.
"We have to—oof!" He crashed into someone.
"Hey," a familiar voice said. "Watch where you're going!"
It was Hannah!
"What are you doing here?" Maggie sounded surprised.
"I decided to go for a walk," Hannah replied. "It's a free country."
"Okay," Henry said. "We're just surprised to see you here."
"Yeah. We thought you didn't like the art show," Cole added.
Hannah shrugged. "Does that mean I'm not allowed to walk past it?"
"No," Henry said. "But it makes you look a little suspicious."
Maggie nodded. "I bet she's trying to sabotage the whole art show by stealing the best painting!"
"What?" Hannah exclaimed. "No way, I wouldn't do that!"
"Are you sure?" Cole said.
"You acted pretty weird when we mentioned Nathan's painting earlier.
And a few minutes later, it disappeared!"
"I didn't take it." Hannah didn't sound annoyed anymore.
"I'd never do that. Nathan's really talented.
He deserves to win that spot in the museum!"
She sounded sincere. "Why would you care about his painting?" Henry asked.
"I thought you didn't like art."
"That's not true," Hannah said quickly. "Actually, I love art."
"Huh?" Maggie looked confused. "But you said—"
"I know," Hannah interrupted.
"I was just mad because I couldn't enter the art show myself."
"You were going to enter?" Cole asked.
Hannah nodded. "I like basket weaving.
But I'm not crazy about it like my parents are. I'm a sculptor."
"Really?" Henry said.
"Yes. Want to see my latest sculpture?" Hannah asked shyly.
"I have pictures of it on my phone."
"Sure," Henry said.
Hannah pulled out her phone and showed Henry and the others photos of her sculpture.
It was of a girl holding a cat.
"Wow," Cole said. "You're really good!"
"Thanks." Hannah sounded sad. "I wanted to enter the art show this year.
But my family was so busy getting ready for the crafts fair, I didn't have much time to sculpt.
So my piece wasn't ready in time."
"That's why you sounded mad earlier," Henry guessed.
"I guess I was jealous." Hannah sighed.
"But I wouldn't steal another artist's work—I promise."
Henry believed her. He could tell his friends did too.
"Thanks for showing us your sculpture," he said, handing back Hannah's phone.
"Sorry we suspected you."
"It's okay," Hannah said. "I don't blame you. I was acting weird."
"You sure were," Maggie told her. "But I understand why now."
Hannah smiled. "Want to watch the judging with me?" she asked.
"I figure that will help me get inspired to enter next year."
"Sorry, we can't," Cole said. "We still have to solve the mystery."
"Yeah," Henry said. "We need to track down . . . Nora!" he shouted.
The little girl was tiptoeing past them again.
She heard Henry yell and started running.
Maggie leaped forward and grabbed Nora's arm before the little girl could duck under the next display.
"Got her!" Maggie exclaimed.
Nora burst into tears. "I'm sorry!" she wailed.
"I only took it because of Patches!"