Part 8: The Simple Detective

Arnold The Fish was still in the attic, stumped.

Just then, a man turned up.

“What are you doing in my attic?” he asked Arnold The Fish.

“Your attic?” asked Arnold.

“Yes, MY attic. In MY house.” said the man, whose name was Charlie.

“What?” asked a bewildered Arnold. “You mean this isn’t MY house?”

“No, it most certainly isn’t!” lectured Charlie. “Now get out of my house!”

Arnold ran away, a little embarrassed that he’d been in the wrong house all this time.