"When the children returned to the studio, the STUDIO CLOSED sign was still on the door. This didn't stop the Aldens. "Hi, Hilda! It's the Aldens," Jessie yelled as she rapped on the window. Hilda whirled around, startled to see four pairs of eyes staring at her. She opened the door slightly. "What are you doing here? My studio is closed right now." Violet looked past Hilda. "Oh, so you have the Clover Dodge statue," she said before the young woman could block her view. "Are you fixing it? I'd love to see how." Hilda stared at Violet. "I'm not here to teach art classes, Violet. I'm here to...well, I haven't time to explain." Henry, who was taller than Hilda, peered right over her shoulder. "Are you fixing the arm from the angel statue, too? Charlotte will be glad you got started on that." Hilda studied the Aldens' faces. "What do you mean? William was the one who got me working on the angel statue, not Charlotte. He told me she left most of the decisions up to him." Hilda pushed the door to keep the children back. "I really must get back to my work. I'll see you at Skeleton Point later this afternoon." The Aldens had a lot more to say, but they never got the chance. After she slammed the door, Hilda walked over to the windows and pulled the shade down one by one. The Mystery at Skeleton Point"