The second book in the series turns out to be a little bland. Most of the action centers around a stolen cat, and there are not as many moments of tension, surprises, or suspects as in the first book. Not surprisingly, this book was not very memorable, and re-reading was almost like reading it the first time. It could be summarized as a “filler”.
“Siamese cats have bright blue [eyes],” said Fatty. ”I know, because my aunt once had one – a beaty, called Patabang.”
It starts becoming clear that Fatty and Bets really are the main characters (and to a lesser extent, Buster, mostly as a deus-ex device). Still, it is a pleasant read, and there are some great trademark Blyton moments. Fatty bringing out the envelope of clues to show Mr. Goon was worth a good chuckle. A circus makes an appearance, along with a red caravan.
