Was that where he planned to meet the mystery person?
The first and chief object of our Order, the foundation on which it rests and which no human power can destroy, is the preservation and handing on to posterity of a certain important mystery... which has come down to us from the remotest ages, even from the first man--a mystery on which perhaps the fate of mankind depends.
A real live mystery, even if it's probably only a fender-bender auto case.
He felt little concern, however; let the old man read about a real mystery instead of his fictional sleuth stories.
And the mystery is still unsolved.
David was knee deep in a can't-put-down-able James Lee Burke mystery, while Cynthia plodded through her zillion-page saga, a real flower-presser in Dean's mind.
"I don't know what they dug up but what I found is a bit of a mystery," Fred answered as he began to poke in the refrigerator.
But the fact that some present-day person was trying to stop them from finding any answers somehow made the mystery more intriguing.
Surprisingly, Fred O'Connor, arch fan of any hint of mystery, remained uninterested in the Donald Ryland-Edith Shipton-Jerome Shipton triangle.
I'm beginning to think you like a mystery as much as Fred!
When Dean returned to Collingswood Avenue, Fred was knee-deep in either his notes or another mystery novel, Dean didn't notice which.
"Only in your mystery stories, not in Parkside," Dean answered disgustedly.
By day, the mystery lurked in every look exchanged between Sarah and Giddon.
Fred prattled on about a mystery where something similar had occurred but Dean paid him no attention as he glanced through the newspaper.
I think part of the appeal when I first met him was the mystery – and his confidence.
Not Henry Whitcomb-vivid, Dean added quickly, referring to his involvement in a strange mystery before they married.
Like any good mystery novel detective, he'd bide his time.
But since this mystery is of such a nature that nobody can know or use it unless he be prepared by long and diligent self-purification, not everyone can hope to attain it quickly.
Fred, who could find a mystery in a grilled cheese sandwich, hardly stirred.
Fred, age seventy-six, was quick to embrace any hint of mystery and attach it to the most common everyday happening.
Six months without a mystery and I'm still in top form.
Fred's life was a mystery in some respects but he was honest and his report of Cynthia after Shipton's fall was certainly not a fabrication.
The important mystery mentioned by the Rhetor, though it aroused his curiosity, did not seem to him essential, and the second aim, that of purifying and regenerating himself, did not much interest him because at that moment he felt with delight that he was already perfectly cured of his former faults and was ready for all that was good.
Fred couldn't resist a mystery and here was a riddle on-site.
Fred, remembering historical items from an earlier mystery in which he and his stepson were involved, jumped at the offer.
The most solemn mystery in the world continued its course.