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CHAPTER FOUR Out! Out! Out! Jack and Annie hurried around to the back door and slipped inside the house. They walked through a small, dark mudroom, then stepped into the large front hallway. Sun slanted through the tall windows. Everything seemed to be made of

第四章出去！出去!出去!杰克和安妮急忙跑到后门，溜进了房子。 他们穿过一间又小又黑的储藏室，然后走进前面宽阔的走廊。 阳光从高高的窗户斜射进来。 一切似乎都是由

carved wood or marble. A wide staircase curved up to the second floor. "Get to work, sweeps!" barked the housekeeper. "Do the regular!" Mrs. Tibbs left them and clomped down the back stairs. Jack heard pots clattering below. He realized the kitchen must be in the cellar. The rest of the house was quiet, as if it were waiting for the mother and children to return. "I wonder where Mr. Dickens is writing," Annie whispered. "He must be working quietly somewhere in the house," said Jack. Mrs. Tibbs came bustling up the back stairs and burst into the front hallway. "I told you to get to

雕刻的木头或大理石一段宽阔的楼梯弯弯曲曲地通向二楼。 “去干活吧，清洁工！”管家吼道。 “按常规来！”蒂布斯太太离开他们，噔噔地走下后面的楼梯。 杰克听到下面锅的哗啦声。 他意识到厨房一定在地窖里。 房子的其他地方很安静，好像在等着母亲和孩子们回来。 “我想知道狄更斯先生在哪儿写字，”安妮低声说。 “他一定在房子里的某个地方悄悄地工作。”杰克说。 蒂布斯太太急急忙忙地走上后楼梯，冲进前面的走廊。 “我叫你走开

work!" she said. "If I don't see you working in two minutes, I'll throw you out on your ears!" The housekeeper then disappeared up the wide staircase to the second floor. "I guess we'd better get to work," said Jack. "So where do we start?" said Annie. "Let's check out the fireplaces on this floor," said Jack. Jack and Annie crept into a dining room that overlooked a garden. A fire crackled in the hearth. "She can't expect us to clean that chimney," said Jack, "unless she wants us to burn to death." Jack and Annie went back through the front hall and into a room filled with leather-bound books.

工作！”她说。“如果两分钟内你还不干活，我就把你扔出去！”然后女管家消失在二楼的宽阔楼梯上。 “我想我们最好开始工作了，”杰克说。 “那我们从哪里开始呢？”安妮说。 “我们去看看这层楼的壁炉吧，”杰克说。 杰克和安妮蹑手蹑脚地走进一间俯瞰花园的餐厅。 壁炉里的火噼啪作响。 “她不能指望我们打扫烟囱，”杰克说，“除非她想把我们烧死。” 杰克和安妮穿过前厅，走进一间堆满皮革装订书籍的房间。

There was no fire in the large fireplace, but the room was bright and warm. It had big windows, a rich-colored plush carpet, and mirrors that reflected the light from outside. A vase of fresh flowers sat on a desk facing one of the windows. "Oh, man, I love this room," said Jack, staring at all the books. "Yeah, and look—there's a desk with a feather pen and paper," said Annie. "I'll bet this is where Mr. Dickens does his writing. I wonder where he is." "Maybe he's taking a break," said Jack. "Maybe he'll come in here soon," said Annie. "Let's start cleaning the chimney."

大壁炉里没有火，但房间明亮而温暖。 房间里有大窗户，铺着色彩斑斓的长毛绒地毯，还有反射外面光线的镜子。 面对一扇窗户的桌子上放着一瓶鲜花。 “哦，天哪，我喜欢这个房间，”杰克盯着所有的书说。 “是啊，看——有一张桌子，上面有一支羽毛笔和一张纸，”安妮说。 “我敢打赌这就是狄更斯先生写作的地方。 我不知道他在哪儿。”“也许他在休息，”杰克说。 “也许他很快就会来这里，”安妮说。 “我们开始打扫烟囱吧。”

"Okay," said Jack. "But first we have to figure out how." He unbuckled the green bag and pulled out their research book. He looked in the index and found chimney sweeps. He turned to the right page and read aloud: In Victorian England, young boys worked as chimney sweeps, cleaning the soot made by coal fires. It was not only a dirty job, but a dangerous one as well. "Great." Jack closed the book. "Good work, Annie. You made us give up our nice clothes and all our money, and you landed us a dirty, dangerous job."

“好吧，”杰克说。“但首先我们得弄清楚怎么做。” 他解开绿色的书包，拿出他们的研究本子。 他在索引中找到了扫烟囱的人。 他翻到右边一页，大声朗读：在维多利亚时代的英国，年轻的男孩们从事烟囱清扫工作，清理煤火产生的烟灰。 这不仅是一项肮脏的工作，而且也是一项危险的工作。 “好了。”杰克合上书。 “干得好，安妮。你让我们放弃了漂亮的衣服和所有的钱，还给我们安排了一份又脏又危险的工作。”

"Don't worry," said Annie. "We shoveled coal, washed dishes, and hauled bananas with Louis Armstrong. We can do this." "Yeah, but how do we do it? The book doesn't tell us," said Jack. "Well, we've got a brush, a broom, and rags," said Annie. "Let's start by using them. Remember, we're just waiting to run into Charles Dickens. Then we'll chat with him and play our music and—" "Okay, okay," said Jack. He put the book away. Jack and Annie stepped into the hearth. Annie got down on her hands and knees and began scrubbing the stones with the brush. Jack pushed his broom up the chimney and tried to sweep the

“别担心，”安妮说。 “我们和路易斯·阿姆斯特朗一起铲煤、洗盘子、拖香蕉。 我们可以做到。”“是的，但是我们怎么做呢？” “书上没有告诉我们，”杰克说。 “嗯，我们有一把刷子、一把扫帚和一些破布。”安妮说。 “让我们从使用它们开始。 记住，我们只是在等着碰见查尔斯·狄更斯。 然后我们和他聊天，放我们的音乐，还有——”“好，好，”杰克说。 他把书收起来。杰克和安妮走进壁炉。 安妮跪在地上，开始用刷子擦洗石头。 杰克把扫帚推到烟囱上，试图扫烟囱