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(单词翻译:双击或拖选)
At first Steve and the Aldens just stared at the empty shelf. “I can’t believe we didn’t notice this before,” said Steve, at last.
“It’s so dark back here in this corner that you wouldn’t notice unless you came and stood right in front,” said Jessie.
“The old copper1 hose nozzle is gone,” said Violet.
“And that really tall speaking trumpet2,” added Henry.
“I’m going to go tell Mike and call the police,” Steve said, his voice angry. “It’s getting late, and you kids should be getting home. After all, the rally’s tomorrow, and you need to get a good night’s sleep. I’ll call you if the police discover any clues.”
“Are you sure there’s nothing we can do?” Jessie asked.
“Thanks, but I don’t think so,” Steve said.
That night after dinner, the Aldens gathered in the boxcar to talk about the burglary.
“I’ve been thinking. Do you suppose the burglary has anything to do with all the other stuff that’s been going on?” asked Benny.
“I’ve been wondering that, too,” said Henry.
“It certainly explains all the false alarms. Someone must have been trying to get the firefighters out of the firehouse so he or she could come in and steal the antiques,” said Jessie.
“But what about the spilled paint and the trampled3 evergreens4?” asked Violet. “How could those be connected?”
The children all thought for a moment.
Suddenly Henry gasped5. “I know! Maybe the person has been trying to sneak6 in here all week. He or she might have tried the garage door first. Remember we left our paint cans right in the doorway7?”
“You think someone tried to sneak in at night, didn’t see the cans in the dark, and accidently knocked them over?” Jessie said.
“Exactly,” said Henry.
“But the paint couldn’t have just spilled out,” Violet pointed8 out. “Benny had put on the lids. Right?” She turned to her little brother.
Benny squirmed uncomfortably. “Well, um . . . I started to. But then there was that fire alarm, and Steve said we could come with him to watch and . . .”
“Benny,” Jessie said, “are you saying you didn’t put all the tops on securely?”
“I’m not really sure,” Benny said uncertainly.
Jessie sighed. “Try to be more careful next time. Anyway, we’ve got a bigger problem now.”
“I’ve been thinking about the evergreens,” said Violet. “Those window boxes are in the side windows, and the ground was all scuffed9 up below them.”
“That’s right!” Henry cried. “The person wasn’t after our evergreens — he was trying to get in through those windows. The window boxes just got in the way!”
“That still doesn’t explain why Rebecca had our petition,” Jessie noted10.
“No, it doesn’t,” Henry agreed. “And speaking of Rebecca, remember how interested she was in the antiques? She kept looking at them whenever she was here — even today.”
“And remember she made that detailed11 drawing of them, and then seemed embarrassed to talk about it,” Violet added.
“She also said something about old things being valuable,” Jessie remembered.
“I just thought of something else,” Benny said. “When we first came in to her studio, she was talking on the phone about making a lot of money.”
“That’s right,” said Henry. “Maybe she was planning to steal the trophies12 and sell them.”
“Henry, when you showed Ms. Lerner and Rebecca around, didn’t you say Ms. Lerner was interested in the antiques, too?” Jessie asked.
“She was,” Henry recalled. “In fact, she was the one who told Rebecca that they were valuable in the first place.”
“I think there’s someone else we’re forgetting,” said Violet. “Mr. Frederick.”
“That’s right,” said Jessie. “He keeps showing up here, and it doesn’t seem that he’s telling the truth about writing a book on Greenfield’s historic buildings. He doesn’t know anything about our town’s buildings. Maybe he was really after the antiques.”
The children heard the cuckoo clock striking in the house and knew that it was getting late.
“Maybe tomorrow we’ll find some more clues,” Henry told the others as he led the way back to the house.
The Aldens were happy to wake up to a bright winter morning that really wasn’t very cold. “This will be a perfect day for the rally,” said Jessie.
After lunch, Grandfather drove them to the firehouse. Steve and Sparky greeted them inside.
“Any news about the burglary?” Henry asked.
“No, but the police are working on the case,” Steve answered.
Grandfather and Mike helped the children hang their banner on the front of the building. As they were putting it up, Ms. Lerner appeared.
“I hear you’ve had a burglary,” she said to Mike.
“Yes, I’m afraid so,” he replied.
“If there’d been a proper display case — with a lock — maybe those pieces would still be here,” she said angrily. Then she walked away to join the small crowd that was gathering13.
“Did you hear that?” Jessie whispered to Henry.
“Yes,” her brother answered. “Do you think Ms. Lerner would have taken the pieces herself, just to create one more strike against the firehouse?”
“Maybe,” said Jessie.
As more and more people showed up for the rally, Henry passed the petition around. More and more signatures were added to the already full page.
“Look, there’s Rebecca,” said Violet.
A woman right next to Rebecca was speaking loudly. “I think it’s just terrible they’re planning to tear down this beautiful old building.”
“I know. They’ll probably put up something big and modern that will look just awful,” said the man next to her.
Violet knew that Rebecca must have heard what they were saying. She saw Rebecca sigh heavily, but she couldn’t tell if Rebecca was angry or sad.
Then Mike stood up on a chair and began speaking. “I want to thank you all for coming today. I especially want to thank James Alden’s grandchildren, Henry Jessie, Violet, and Benny, who came up with the idea for this rally. They did all the wonderful posters you’ve seen around town, as well as this banner.”
A murmur14 went through the crowd, and someone shouted, “Great job, kids!”
Mike went on, “As you know, the town council is thinking of tearing down our firehouse and putting up a new one. I’ve worked here a long time, and I know this place has some problems. But it’s also got a lot of history, and it belongs here.”
“That’s right!” someone called out.
Mike continued speaking. “The Aldens have been helping15 us fix up the building, and I think it looks pretty good. I invite all of you to go inside and take a look. I hope that with your help, we can convince the town council that this building should stay.”
Mike went on to tell a little bit about the history of the firehouse, back to the days when the pumpers were pulled by horses. Then he asked everyone to please sign the petition. When he finished, everyone cheered.
“Nice speech,” Grandfather said, patting Mike on the back. The Aldens watched as Ms. Lerner and Rebecca walked away. They did not look happy.
When the crowd of people had gone home, Steve came over to the Aldens. “The rally was a real success,” he told them. “You all have been working so hard — how about taking a break this afternoon?”
“Sounds good to me,” said Jessie.
“How does a game of basketball sound?” Steve suggested. “Benny and me against Violet, Jessie, and Henry.”
“Can you play basketball in your wheelchair?” Benny asked.
“You bet,” Steve answered. “I even have a special sports wheelchair that’s more flexible. Come on!”
As Grandfather left to go home, the children followed Steve eagerly out to the basketball court in back of the firehouse. In no time, Steve and Benny were winning, 10 to 4.
Just as Benny was running to the basket to take another shot, Violet pointed over his shoulder. “Hey, what’s that over there?” she called out.
Benny was so startled that he lost control of the ball. It bounced away and rolled onto the grass. “Violet!” Benny said angrily. “Are you trying to make us lose?”
“No, really,” Violet said, running over to the side. She reached down below a bush and picked up a small blue notebook.
“That looks familiar,” said Jessie. “Didn’t we see someone carrying that recently?”
“Yes, but I can’t remember who. . . .” said Henry.
“Maybe there’s a name on the inside.” Violet opened the cover. “Oh, my goodness. . . .” she said as she read what was on the first page.
“What is it?” asked Benny.
“I think it’s a clue to the burglary,” said Violet.
“What’s in there?” Jessie asked.
Violet took a deep breath, “Listen to this,” she said, and began to read aloud: “Silver speaking trumpet, 1890; copper hose nozzle, 1900; looks valuable — call Lenny to arrange a deal.”
“That must have been written by the burglar,” said Henry.
“If only we could remember who we saw carrying that notebook,” said Jessie.
“I remember!” Benny cried.
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copper
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| n.铜；铜币；铜器；adj.铜(制)的；(紫)铜色的 | |
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trumpet
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| n.喇叭，喇叭声；v.吹喇叭，吹嘘 | |
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trampled
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| 踩( trample的过去式和过去分词 )； 践踏； 无视； 侵犯 | |
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evergreens
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| n.常青树，常绿植物，万年青( evergreen的名词复数 ) | |
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gasped
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| v.喘气( gasp的过去式和过去分词 )；喘息；倒抽气；很想要 | |
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sneak
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| vt.潜行(隐藏,填石缝)；偷偷摸摸做；n.潜行；adj.暗中进行 | |
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doorway
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| n.门口，(喻)入门；门路，途径 | |
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pointed
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| adj.尖的，直截了当的 | |
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scuffed
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| v.使磨损( scuff的过去式和过去分词 )；拖着脚走 | |
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noted
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| adj.著名的，知名的 | |
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detailed
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| adj.详细的，详尽的，极注意细节的，完全的 | |
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trophies
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| n.（为竞赛获胜者颁发的）奖品( trophy的名词复数 )；奖杯；（尤指狩猎或战争中获得的）纪念品；（用于比赛或赛跑名称）奖 | |
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gathering
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| n.集会，聚会，聚集 | |
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murmur
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| n.低语，低声的怨言；v.低语，低声而言 | |
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helping
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| n.食物的一份&adj.帮助人的，辅助的 | |
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