17-AH, THESE BRAINY MICE

AH, THESE BRAINY MICE... It was very late. I wanted to go to bed. I was exhausted. But my sister wouldn't let me. "I need to get a picture of that ghost," she insisted. "Ghosts wander around at NIGHT, not in the middle of the day, you cheesebrain! If you really saw a ghost, you'd help me find him!" "What does he know about ghosts," Trap said smugly. "I think Gerry Berry just ate too much cheese. Then he had a NIGHTMARE and saw a ghost. Everyone knows that brainy mice have wild imaginations." He pinched my tail. "Got to get your nose out of those books, Gerrykins!" he shrieked. "You're seeing too many ghosts...."

啊，这些聪明的老鼠……很晚了。 我想睡觉了。我筋疲力尽。 但是我姐姐不让。 “我需要给那个鬼魂拍张照片，”她坚持说。 “鬼只在晚上游荡，而不是在大白天，你这个笨蛋!”如果你真的看到了鬼，你会帮我找到他的!”“他对鬼了解多少?”特拉普得意地说。 “我觉得格里·贝瑞只是吃了太多奶酪。 然后他做了一个噩梦，看到了一个鬼。 每个人都知道聪明的老鼠有丰富的想象力。” 他捏了我的尾巴。“把你的鼻子从书里拿开，格里金斯!”他尖叫道。 “你看到的鬼太多了....”

I rubbed my tail. That's it, I decided. I'd had enough of the Stilton family for one night. "I'm going to bed!" I announced. I headed for Slicedpaw's room and I slammed the door behind me. I had just stretched out on the bed when I heard a sound. CREEEEAK! Then I heard a loud meowing. Slicedpaw's white ghost jumped out from behind the bookshelf! It sneered at me. Once again, I was trembling with fear. That ghost must have been following me! Why was it picking on me? Did it know I was really a scaredy mouse at heart? Did it know I still slept with my Cheeseball the Clown night-light on? "Heeeeeeeeelp!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "It's back! The ghost is back!" Oh, how I wished I was home!

我揉了揉尾巴。就这样，我决定了。 今晚我受够了斯蒂尔顿一家。 “我要去睡觉了!”我宣布。 我朝切爪的房间走去，砰地关上了门。 我刚躺在床上，就听到一个声音。 CREEEEAK !然后我听到一声响亮的喵喵声。 切爪的白色幽灵从书架后面跳出来!它嘲笑我。 我又一次吓得浑身发抖。 那个鬼一定是在跟踪我!它为什么要找我的麻烦? 它知道我其实是一只胆小的老鼠吗? 它知道我睡觉时还开着小丑奶酪球的夜灯吗? “Heeeeeeeeelp !”我声嘶力竭地尖叫。 “这是回来了!鬼回来了!”啊，我多么希望我是在家里啊!

In a flash, my sister stormed into the room. "where is it? where is it This Time?" she shouted. I pointed toward the bookshelf. But just like before, it had vanished! Thea was beside herself with rage. Her whiskers stood on end. Steam poured out of her ears. "Enough is enough, Geronimo! I don't like to be tricked," she squeaked. "One more time and that ghost won't be the only one around here who's missing a paw!" Trap sniggered behind his whiskers. Meanwhile, Benjamin pointed out a line of white powder on the floor. It was close to the bookshelf. I sniffed it. How very strange. It was flour! Once again, Benjamin jotted some notes onto his pad.

刹那间，我妹妹冲进了房间。 “它在哪儿?”这次它在哪里?”她喊道。 我指着书架。 但就像以前一样，它消失了!西娅气得发狂。 她的胡须竖立起来。 蒸汽从她的耳朵里涌出。 “够了，杰罗尼莫!”我不喜欢被骗，”她尖声说。 “再来一次，那鬼魂就不是这里唯一一个少了爪子的人了!”特拉普在胡须后面窃笑。 与此同时，本杰明指着地板上的一道白色粉末。 它靠近书架。 我闻了闻。真奇怪。 那是面粉!本杰明又一次在他的便笺簿上记下了一些笔记。