Chapter 10

Chapter 10 "Well, I still think Byron did it," Josh said. He stuck up three fingers. "One, there's red clay on his shovel. Two, he could have left those huge footprints we saw. Three, he's a painter, so he could have painted that sign." "Byron paints?" asked Ruth Rose's grandmother. "We only saw one painting," Ruth Rose said, "but it was real good." Ruth Rose's grandmother reached for her sandals. "I have a hard time imagining that Jack is

“嗯，我还是认为是拜伦干的。”乔希说。 他伸出三根手指。 “第一，他的铲子上有红粘土。 第二，他可能留下了我们看到的巨大脚印。 第三，他是个画家，所以那个标志可能是他画的。” “拜伦画画?”露丝·罗斯的祖母问。 “我们只看了一幅画，”露丝·罗斯(Ruth Rose)说，“但它真的很好。” 露丝·罗斯的祖母伸手去拿她的凉鞋。 “我很难想象杰克是这样的

involved with grave robbing," she said. "But I would very much like to meet Byron!" They flagged down a taxi in front of the hotel. Dink told the driver they wanted to go to the Old Forest Trail. "Got it!" the driver said as she moved smoothly into the late-afternoon traffic. Ten minutes later, Ruth Rose's grandmother paid the driver. "Will you pick us up right here in an hour?" she asked. "Sure thing," the driver said. She waved and drove away. Ruth Rose's grandmother looked at the dark and dense forest in front of them. "Are you sure there's a trail in here?" she asked. Josh showed her the plaque. "Don't worry about snakes!" he said bravely. "I wasn't even thinking about snakes until you mentioned them!" Ruth Rose's grandmother said. This time Josh led the way as they hiked the trail. They stopped when they came to the zombie sign. "That is strange," Ruth Rose's grandmother said. "Someone definitely wants people to think there are zombies around here."

涉嫌盗墓，”她说。 “但我非常想见到拜伦!”他们在旅馆门前拦下了一辆出租车。 丁克告诉司机他们想去老森林小道。 “明白了!”司机一边说，一边平稳地驶入傍晚的车流。 十分钟后，露丝·罗斯的祖母付了车费。 “一小时后你能来接我们吗?”她问。 “当然可以，”司机说。 她挥了挥手，开车离开了。露丝·罗斯的祖母看着眼前黑暗而茂密的森林。 “你确定这里有小路吗?”她问。 乔希把牌匾拿给她看。 “别担心蛇!”他勇敢地说。 “在你提到蛇之前，我根本没想过蛇!”露丝·罗斯的祖母说。 这次他们徒步旅行时，乔希带路。 他们在僵尸标志前停了下来。 “真奇怪，”露丝·罗斯的祖母说。 “肯定有人想让人们认为这里有僵尸。”

"We think it's the same guy who dug up the graves!" Ruth Rose said. Her grandmother nodded. "What a busy little zombie!" They hiked on and soon came to Myrna's village. No one was around. "Look, they're all in that big hut," Dink said, pointing to the largest of the buildings. The door was open and the kids could see people sitting on benches. Dink heard a voice speaking firmly. "They're having some kind of meeting," Ruth Rose said. "Maybe it has something to do with the dug-up graves." "Is it very far to Byron's cabin from here?" her grandmother asked. "No," Dink said, pointing. "That trail goes to the cemetery, and then you take a little path to where Byron lives." The three kids led Ruth Rose's grandmother down the trail. They stopped at the little cemetery. "Someone worked hard to dig those graves up," Ruth Rose's grandmother commented, pointing to the mounds of red dirt near the two empty holes.

“我们认为和挖坟墓的人是同一个人!”露丝·罗斯说。 她的祖母点点头。“多么忙碌的小僵尸啊!”他们继续往前走，很快就来到了玛娜的村庄。 周围没有人。“看，他们都在那间大茅屋里。”丁克指着其中最大的一栋建筑说。 门开着，孩子们可以看到有人坐在长凳上。 丁克听到一个声音坚定地说。 “他们正在举行某种会议，”露丝·罗斯(Ruth Rose)说。 “也许这与挖出的坟墓有关。” “从这儿到拜伦的小屋很远吗?”祖母问。 “不，”丁克指着说。 “那条小路通向墓地，然后你再走一条小路到拜伦住的地方。” 三个孩子带着露丝·罗斯的祖母沿着小路走。 他们在小墓地前停了下来。 露丝·罗斯的祖母指着两个空坑附近的红土说:“有人很努力地把这些坟墓挖出来。”

"See, Gram, that's the same clay we saw on Byron's shovel," Ruth Rose said. "Yes, but I would assume red clay could be found in other places," her grandmother said. They continued walking. A few minutes later, they stood in the trees behind Byron's cabin. "I don't see him," Ruth Rose whispered, peering around a tree trunk. "Why don't we just go knock on his door?" her grandmother suggested. Josh giggled. "I don't know if he even has a door!" he said. "Come on," Dink said. He stepped into the sunshine. The foursome walked around the cabin. Byron was standing in front of his easel with a brush in his hand. Small jars of paint were lined up on the easel's tray. "Hi, Byron," Dink said. Byron turned around quickly. He had a blob of white paint on his chin. When he saw the kids, he broke into a wide smile. "This is Mrs. Hathaway, my grandmother," Ruth Rose told Byron. Byron picked up a cloth to wipe his hands. Putting out one hand, he said, "Hello, I am very

“看，奶奶，这和我们在拜伦的铲子上看到的粘土是一样的，”露丝·罗斯说。 “是的，但我想在其他地方也能找到红粘土，”她的祖母说。 他们继续往前走。几分钟后，他们站在拜伦小屋后面的树丛里。 “我没看见他，”露丝·罗斯低声说，从一根树干周围看了看。 “我们为什么不去敲他的门呢?”祖母建议道。 Josh咯咯笑了。“我不知道他有没有门!”他说。 “来吧，”丁克说。他走到阳光下。 四个人在小木屋里走来走去。 拜伦站在画架前，手里拿着一支刷子。 画架的托盘上一字排开地摆着小罐颜料。 “嗨，拜伦，”丁克说。拜伦迅速转过身来。 他的下巴上有一团白漆。 当他看到孩子们时，他突然露出了灿烂的笑容。 “这是海瑟薇夫人，我的祖母，”露丝·罗斯告诉拜伦。 拜伦拿起一块布擦手。 他伸出一只手说:“你好，我很高兴。

pleased to meet you." "I've heard a lot about you," Ruth Rose's grandmother said with a warm smile. "May I look at your painting?"

很高兴见到你。”“我听说过很多关于你的事，”露丝·罗斯的祖母带着温暖的微笑说。 “我可以看看你的画吗?”

Byron blushed. "I have better ones in my house," he said. They all studied Byron's painting. Since this morning, Byron had added something. He had painted tombstones inside the fence. Now Dink recognized the iron fence. It was the fence at the cemetery. "I think you are a truly wonderful painter," Ruth Rose's grandmother told Byron. "This is the cemetery, isn't it?" Dink asked Byron. The tall man nodded. "I like it there," he said. "Do you go there a lot?" Dink asked. "Bill likes to hunt mice at night," Byron said. "Sometimes I go with him. I sit by the cemetery. It's peaceful there." "Did you ever see anyone digging in the cemetery?" Dink asked. Suddenly Byron's face grew red. He put his brush down. "I didn't mean to steal it," he said. "Steal what?" asked Ruth Rose. Byron walked into his cabin and came back holding something in his hand. It was a man's leather wallet.

拜伦脸红了。“我家里有更好的，”他说。 他们都研究拜伦的画。 从今天早上开始，拜伦又增加了一些东西。 篱笆里的墓碑都是他画的。 现在丁克认出了那道铁栅栏。 是墓地的栅栏。 “我认为你是一个真正了不起的画家，”露丝·罗斯的祖母对拜伦说。 “这是墓地，对吗?”丁克问拜伦。 高个子男人点了点头。“我喜欢那里，”他说。 “你经常去那里吗?”丁克问道。 “比尔喜欢在晚上捉老鼠，”拜伦说。 “有时我和他一起去。我坐在墓地旁。 那里很平静。”“你见过有人在墓地里挖土吗?”丁克问道。 突然，拜伦的脸变红了。 他放下了刷子。“我不是故意偷的，”他说。 “偷什么?”露丝·罗斯问。 拜伦走进他的小屋，回来时手里拿着什么东西。 那是一个男人的皮夹。