Pin 2 The next morning, Mr. Pin woke to the smell of warm cinnamon rolls and the sound of an elevated train rumbling past. Sally had put him up for the night on a cot in the back room. Suddenly a little girl with curly red hair poked her head into his room and demanded, “Who are you?” “Who are you?” asked Mr. Pin. “I asked first,” said the little girl as she came into the room and sat down. “Very well,” said Mr. Pin, studying the little girl in the blue plaid jumper. “My name is Mr. Pin, penguin detective from the South Pole.” “That’s nice,” said the little girl. “I’m Maggie, and I live upstairs with my Aunt Sally and two gerbils. Have you solved any crimes yet?” “Not yet, I’m just starting. But I may have a crime to solve right here.” “Really!” said Maggie excitedly. “I think I’ll be a detective, too. I don’t have school today. Are you hungry?” Maggie had a way of talking all at once. Mr. Pin was always hungry, so he quickly said yes and hopped after Maggie through the kitchen into the steamy diner.
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