Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7 "Still think the crook is Mrs. Cornelius?" Dink asked as they walked back up to the tenth floor. "Mrs. Cornelius's description sure does sound like Miss Booker," Ruth Rose admitted. Dink laughed. "Bad posture, baggy clothes, orange hair—sounds more like Josh!" He opened the door to his uncle's apartment. "There you are," Uncle Warren said. "Thank you for cleaning up. What a lovely surprise! Ready for blueberry pancakes?" "I am!" Josh said, heading for the kitchen.

第七章“你还认为那个骗子是克奈尔斯太太吗?”他们走回十楼时，丁克问道。 “科尼利厄斯夫人的描述听起来确实像布克小姐，”露丝·罗斯承认。 丁克笑了。“糟糕的姿势，宽松的衣服，橘黄色的头发——听起来更像乔什!”他打开了他叔叔公寓的门。 “给你，”沃伦叔叔说。 “谢谢你打扫。 多么可爱的惊喜啊!准备好吃蓝莓煎饼了吗?”“我!”乔希说着朝厨房走去。

After taking his first bite of pancake, Dink reached into his pocket for the folded paper towel. He pulled out the orange hair and showed it to his uncle. "Josh found this stuck to one of the chairs," he said. "We think it came from the crook." Dink's uncle studied the hair. "This is oddlooking. Wait, I'll be back in a jiffy," he said. The kids heard cupboard doors opening and closing. A minute later, Dink's uncle was back, carrying a small wooden box. He moved the pancake platter to one side and set the box in its place. Then he pulled off the lid, revealing a shiny microscope. He plugged the microscope's cord into a wall outlet. "Josh, may I have one of your hairs?" he asked. "Sure." Josh grimaced as he yanked out a hair. Then he passed the hair to Uncle Warren. Dink's uncle laid both hairs on a glass slide, then placed the slide under the microscope lens. He adjusted the scope and put one eye to it. "Well, I think it's a real hair," Uncle Warren said after a minute. "But it's very different from yours, Josh. Take a look. Your hair is the one on the right."

吃了第一口煎饼后，丁克把手伸进口袋拿出折叠好的纸巾。 他拔出橙色的头发，拿给叔叔看。 “乔希发现这个粘在一把椅子上，”他说。 “我们认为它来自骗子。” 丁克的叔叔仔细研究了头发。 “这看起来很奇怪。等等，我马上就回来，”他说。 孩子们听到橱柜门打开和关上的声音。 一分钟后，丁克的叔叔回来了，手里拿着一个小木箱。 他把煎饼盘移到一边，把盒子放回原处。 然后他打开盖子，露出一个闪闪发光的显微镜。 他把显微镜的线插到墙上的插座上。 “乔希，我可以借你一根头发吗?”他问。 “当然。”乔希做了个鬼脸，猛地扯掉一根头发。 然后他把头发递给了沃伦叔叔。 丁克的叔叔把两根头发放在玻璃片上，然后把玻璃片放在显微镜镜头下。 他调整了瞄准镜，把一只眼睛对准了它。 “嗯，我想这是真的头发，”沃伦叔叔过了一分钟说。 “但这和你的很不一样，乔希。 看一看。你的头发在右边。”

Josh bent over the scope. "All I see is nothing," he said. "Try closing one eye," Uncle Warren said. "Wow, that's better!" Josh said. "The hairs look like tree trunks!" Ruth Rose was next. "The hairs do look different," she said. "Look, Dink." Dink closed one eye and peered through the lens. The hair on the right was thin and smoothlooking. The one on the left was fatter and more orange than the other one. "Mrs. Cornelius told us she saw someone on her balcony with orange hair," Dink said. "She did?" Uncle Warren said.

乔希俯身看着瞄准镜。“我什么也看不见，”他说。 “闭上一只眼睛试试，”沃伦叔叔说。 “哇，好多了!”杰克说。 “头发看起来像树干!”下一个是露丝·罗斯。 “头发看起来确实不一样，”她说。 “丁克”。丁克闭上一只眼睛，透过镜头往外看。 右边的头发稀疏而光滑。 左边的那只比另一只更胖，橙色也更浓。 “科尼利厄斯夫人告诉我们，她看到阳台上有个橙色头发的人，”丁克说。 “她?”沃伦叔叔说。

Ruth Rose nodded. "She has this neat magnifying glass attached to her balcony door," she said. "So she can watch the birds at her feeders." "I looked through it," Dink told his uncle. "It makes stuff look bigger and clearer." He told his uncle how Mrs. Cornelius had described the person on her balcony. "Baggy coat and poor posture? Well, well. Maybe she really did see our thief!" Uncle Warren said. "I'd better call Detective Costello." While his uncle dialed the phone, Dink motioned for Josh and Ruth Rose to follow him. They left the apartment, but Dink walked past the elevator. "Where are we going?" Josh asked. "I wanted a few more of those pancakes." "Let's walk down," Dink said, shoving open the exit door. "I don't want anyone to see us." "See us what?" Ruth Rose asked. "I want to get one of Miss Booker's hairs," Dink said. "And I don't want Roger to see us, just in case they're partners." "So now you think they did it together?" Josh asked.

露丝·罗斯点点头。“她在阳台门上挂了一个整洁的放大镜，”她说。 “这样她就可以在喂食器旁看鸟了。” “我把它翻了一遍，”丁克告诉他的叔叔。 “它让东西看起来更大、更清晰。” 他告诉叔叔科尼利厄斯夫人是如何描述她阳台上的那个人的。 “宽松的外套和糟糕的姿势?” 嗯,很好。也许她真的看到了我们的小偷!”沃伦叔叔说。 “我最好打电话给科斯特洛警探。” 当他的叔叔拨通电话时，丁克示意乔希和露丝·罗斯跟他走。 他们离开了公寓，但丁克走过了电梯。 “我们要去哪儿?”杰克问。 “我还想再吃几个煎饼。” “我们走下去吧，”丁克说着推开了出口的门。 “我不想让任何人看到我们。” “看见我们什么?”露丝·罗斯问。 “我想要布克小姐的一根头发，”丁克说。 “我不想让罗杰看到我们，以防他们是搭档。” “所以现在你认为他们是一起干的?”杰克问。

"I don't know, but we can't take any chances," Dink said. "Oh, boy," Josh said, skipping down the stairs. Dink and Ruth Rose followed Josh. "How do you plan to get a hair?" Ruth Rose asked. Dink shrugged. "I don't know yet," he admitted. Out of breath, the kids finally reached the lobby. Dink peeked around the corner to make sure Roger wasn't watching; then they hurried out the rear exit. They didn't see Miss Booker behind the building. Josh took a look down the alley, but she wasn't there either. "Let's look out front," Ruth Rose suggested. Dink and Josh followed Ruth Rose down the alley. They were halfway to the front of the building when Ruth Rose bent down and picked something off the ground. Dink and Josh caught up and looked over her shoulder. Ruth Rose was holding a Polaroid snapshot. It was a picture of a framed painting. Dink gasped when he recognized the rowboat floating on a pond.

“我不知道，但我们不能冒任何风险，”丁克说。 “哦，天哪。”乔希边说边跳下楼梯。 丁克和露丝·罗斯跟着乔希。 “你打算怎么弄头发?”露丝·罗斯问。 丁克耸耸肩。“我还不知道，”他承认。 孩子们终于上气不接下气地来到了大厅。 丁克在拐角处偷看，以确保罗杰没有在看;然后他们赶紧从后门出去。 他们没看见布克小姐在大楼后面。 乔希朝小巷那边看了一眼，但她也不在。 “我们去前面看看吧，”露丝·罗斯建议道。 丁克和乔希跟着露丝·罗斯穿过小巷。 当他们走到大楼前面一半的时候，露丝·罗斯弯下腰从地上捡起了什么东西。 丁克和乔希追了上来，从她的肩膀上看了看。 露丝·罗斯拿着一张宝丽来快照。 这是一幅镶框的画。 丁克认出了池塘上漂着的划艇，倒吸了一口气。

"It's a picture of the stolen painting!" he said.

“这是被盗画作的照片!”他说。