Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8 "Maybe Whirlaway is sick," Uncle Warren suggested on the way back. Forest nodded. "I'll call the vet and get him to come over," he said. The kids sat in back. Josh slept against his pillow with his mouth open. Next to him, Ruth Rose read Learning to Ride. Dink's book was on his lap. He gazed out the window, watching the scenery flash by. The hum of the car's tires made him feel sleepy. His eyes closed.

“也许旋风病了，”沃伦叔叔在回来的路上暗示道。 林点了点头。“我会打电话给兽医，让他过来，”他说。 孩子们坐在后面。乔希张着嘴靠在枕头上睡觉。 在他旁边，露丝·罗斯读着《学习骑马》。 丁克的书放在他的腿上。 他凝视着窗外，看着风景一闪而过。 汽车轮胎的嗡嗡声使他感到困倦。 他闭上了眼睛。

The next thing Dink heard was his uncle's voice saying, "Almost home, kids." Dink opened his eyes, blinked, and looked out the window. He recognized the shops just before Forest's driveway. "There's a photo place," Ruth Rose said. "Can we stop, Forest?" "Sure thing," Forest said. He pulled up in front of the small shop. A cheerful sign in the window said PHOTO FINISH. ONE HOUR! Ruth Rose hopped out and ran inside. She was back a minute later. "I got more film," she said. Josh sat up and looked around. "Where are we?" he asked. Dink poked his finger at the back of Josh's shirt. "Josh, there's a black smear on your collar." Josh twisted his shirt around and stretched out the collar. "Yuck!" he said. "Where did that come from?"

接下来丁克听到的是他叔叔的声音:“快到家了，孩子们。” 丁克睁开眼睛，眨了眨眼睛，向窗外望去。 他认出了福里斯特家车道前的商店。 “有个照相的地方，”露丝·罗斯说。 “我们能停下来吗，福雷斯?”“当然，”福雷斯特说。 他把车停在小商店前面。 橱窗里一个欢快的标语写着“拍照完毕”。 一个小时!露丝·罗斯跳下车跑了进去。 一分钟后她回来了。 “我有更多的胶卷，”她说。 乔希坐起来，环顾四周。 “我们在哪儿?”他问。丁克用手指戳了戳乔希的衬衫后面。 “乔希，你的衣领上有一块黑色的污迹。” 乔希把衬衫扭了一下，把领子抻了抻。 “恶心!”他说。“这话是从哪儿来的?”

"Maybe it's mud from Whirlaway yesterday," Dink suggested. "Dink," Josh said, "I changed my shirt after we washed him." "Could you have leaned against wet paint or something at Saratoga?" Ruth Rose asked. Josh thought for a second. "I don't think so," he said, "and if I had, there'd be more than just a mark on my collar." He shrugged. Forest made the turn into his driveway, and a minute later they were home.

“也许是昨天从惠拉韦来的泥。”丁克建议道。 “丁克，”乔希说，“我们给他洗完澡后，我换了衬衫。” “你在萨拉托加会不会靠着未干的油漆什么的?”露丝·罗斯问。 乔希想了一会儿。 “我不这么认为，”他说，“如果我这么做了，我的衣领上就不只是一个记号了。” 他耸了耸肩。福里斯特拐进了他的车道，一分钟后他们就到家了。

"I've got to change my shirt," Josh said when they had all climbed out of the car. "No! Let's go see if Sunny and Whirlaway are back yet," Ruth Rose said. She gave Dink and Josh a look. "Great," Forest said. "I'll see if I can get the vet on the phone." Uncle Warren took Josh's pillow and the books. Dink, Josh, and Ruth Rose headed for the barn. The stall was empty, and Sunny was nowhere to be seen. "Okay, what's up?" Josh asked Ruth Rose. They sat on hay bales. "You know that picture I took of you guys with Dancer?" Ruth Rose asked. "Well, I think someone else was in it. Mr. Bunks!" Both boys looked blank. "The man in the sunglasses and cowboy hat was Mr. Bunks!" Ruth Rose said. "Are you sure?" Dink asked. "I thought that guy was the horse's owner." "I think I recognized his big belt buckle from yesterday" Ruth Rose said. "I took a picture so we could be sure."

“我得换件衬衫。”他们都从车里爬出来后，乔希说。 “不!我们去看看桑尼和旋风回来了没有，”露丝·罗斯说。 她看了丁克和乔希一眼。 “太好了，”福雷斯特说。“我看看能不能给兽医打电话。” 沃伦叔叔拿走了乔什的枕头和书。 丁克、乔希和露丝·罗斯朝谷仓走去。 摊位空无一人，桑尼也不见了踪影。 “好吧，怎么了?”乔希问露丝·罗斯。 他们坐在干草捆上。“你知道我给你们和丹瑟拍的那张照片吗?”露丝·罗斯问。 “嗯，我觉得里面还有别人。 铺位先生!”两个男孩都面无表情。 “那个戴着墨镜和牛仔帽的人是班克斯先生!”露丝·罗斯说。 “你确定吗?”丁克问道。 “我以为那个人是马的主人。” “我想我认出了他昨天的大皮带扣，”露丝·罗斯说。 “我拍了张照片，这样我们就可以确定了。”

"Well, if it was him, why didn't Mr. Bunks tell Forest that he was going to be at Saratoga, too?" Dink asked. "That's what I want to know," Ruth Rose said. "And why did he say he was out of the racing business?" "Maybe Mr. Bunks doesn't own Dancer," Josh said. "He might have been there like us, just to see the winner up close." "But he and the jockey knew each other," Ruth Rose said. Dink nodded. "If that was Mr. Bunks at Saratoga," he said, "he is definitely hiding something!"

“好吧，如果是他，邦克斯先生为什么不告诉福雷斯特他也要去萨拉托加呢?”丁克问道。 “这就是我想知道的，”露丝·罗斯说。 “他为什么说他不干赛马生意了?”“也许班克斯先生并不拥有丹瑟，”乔希说。 “他可能和我们一样在那里，只是为了近距离看到胜利者。” “但他和骑师彼此认识，”露丝·罗斯说。 丁克点点头。“如果那是萨拉托加的班克斯先生，”他说，“他肯定在隐瞒什么!”