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conversations.value: a plot for a book about Hardy, Jamaica, Boys entitled The Mysterious Caravan
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conversations.value: The Mysterious Caravan: On a winter vacation in Jamaica, the Hardy Boys begin a dangerous adventure when an ancient bronze death mask is discovered near their beach house (where Frank comically loses and finds his underwear) The case takes them from Jamaica to their hometown of Bayport to Casablanca to Marrakesh.\nThey meet William along the way, a kind African who is willing to help them uncover secrets of the mask, which they find out is Jamaican property.\nWilliam scares off the enemies of the Hardy Boys in Swahili, telling them he is an even more powerful Juju man then theirs and eventually mr Hardy comes after Frank and Joe thought he was dead.\nBack at the Celliers', they celebrate and Christine, the gorgeous, black-haired teen who also assisted them in solving the case lets the Hardys call home to their worrying mother and Aunt Gertrude.\nWilliam even receives a wild dog as a present for saving the Hardys from the predicament.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: \nWilliam even receives a wild dog as a present for saving the Hardys from the predicament.\nThey meet William along the way, a kind African who is willing to help them uncover secrets of the mask, which they find out is Jamaican property.\nWilliam scares off the enemies of the Hardy Boys in Swahili, telling them he is an even more powerful Juju man then theirs and eventually mr Hardy comes after Frank and Joe thought he was dead.\nBack at the Celliers', they celebrate and Christine, the gorgeous, black-haired teen who also assisted them in solving the case lets the Hardys call home to their worrying mother and Aunt Gertrude.The Mysterious Caravan: On a winter vacation in Jamaica, the Hardy Boys begin a dangerous adventure when an ancient bronze death mask is discovered near their beach house (where Frank comically loses and finds his underwear) The case takes them from Jamaica to their hometown of Bayport to Casablanca to Marrakesh.
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conversations.value: the first four paragraphs for this book
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conversations.value: The Mysterious Caravan
  The boys spent the rest of the day swimming and diving in the hotel's pool, and lounging under palm trees in the garden. The heat had been blistering. But in the evening, a breeze flowed out of the desert and a refreshing coolness settled upon the town.
  The quintet went off on foot, deeply inhaling the fresh morning air as they traversed the circular driveway leading onto the street. Half a mile farther on they came to another inner gate, beside which loomed the minaret of a mosque.
  Passing through the gate, the boys were surprised to see a huge area comprising many acres. Part of it was a flat, open expanse, filled with a milling crowd, mostly in Arabic dress. On the left was a long, low, one-story enclosure.
  Once inside, the Hardys understood the reason for the slatted covering. The midday sun beating down on the market would have been unbearable without some protection. Now the rays shone in tesselated patterns on the dirt floor.
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conversations.value: five more paragraphs
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conversations.value: Again silence, and the boys realized that the criminals must be confused by the upside-down reading of the lines traced on the tissue. After a few minutes, Stribling discovered what Chet had stumbled upon. "Pretty clever. It's reversed. This seems to be authentic."
  Scott spoke again. "Now listen. We have money to finance this treasure hunt, and the map. We'll make a sixty-forty split. Sixty for us."
  Mumbling and grumbling followed, after which Stribling said, "Aker took care of that gumshoe Hardy. What more do you want?"
  As the boys reached the foot of the stairs and raced out the door, they could hear a commotion behind them.
  The boys found an alley and dashed through to a parallel street. A taxi passed by and they leaped into it. As it started off, their enemies, waving their arms and shouting, tried in vain to pursue them.
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conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
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conversations.value: Again silence, and the boys realized that the criminals must be confused by the upside-down reading of the lines traced on the tissue. After a few minutes, Stribling discovered what Chet had stumbled upon. "Pretty clever. It's reversed. This seems to be authentic."
  Scott spoke again. "Now listen. We have money to finance this treasure hunt, and the map. We'll make a sixty-forty split. Sixty for us."
  Mumbling and grumbling followed, after which Stribling said, "Aker took care of that gumshoe Hardy. What more do you want?"
  As the boys reached the foot of the stairs and raced out the door, they could hear a commotion behind them.
  The boys found an alley and dashed through to a parallel street. A taxi passed by and they leaped into it.
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conversations.value: the last five paragraphs. Start with the sentence 'The next question was where the crooks got the camels'.
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conversations.value: The next question was where the crooks got the camels. It was revealed that Stribling, who knew the ways of the desert, had sent ahead for a caravan to wait in readiness at Rissani.
  A celebration was held the following night in the Cellier home. During the evening Frank whispered to Christine, "May I use your phone, please? I want to call home."
  In the next room he talked quietly to his mother, and when he returned, Chet said, "What's up? You look happy as a clam at high tide."
  Three days later, the missions of father and sons having been brought to a successful conclusion, the Hardys and their friends touched down at Bayport Airport. As they all trooped into the house at Elm Street, a surprise was waiting. Tony, Biff, and Phil greeted them with grins on their faces, and the women hugged them. In the middle of the living room stood a wire-mesh cage. In it a dog paced about, sniffing at the arrivals and making odd, chortling noises.
  William stood tongue-tied for a few moments. His eyes widened as he looked from face to face and then at the cage.