Chapter 10

CHAPTER 10 In a body, the Benedictine brothers surged toward her, arms reaching for the precious artifact. Amy stood frozen with fear, but Dan was ready for action. He had already spotted the single small doorway in the dormitory. He wasn't sure where it led, but out of here was good enough. He grabbed Amy by the arm and began to tow her through the swishing black robes, ducking reaching arms. When it became clear that they were about to escape, the monks' agitation grew. A hand grasped Amy's sleeve, and Dan shouldered it away like a pro football player. Amy leaped over a would-be tackler, and the Cahills fell into a broken-field run for the exit. Nellie fretted in the Fiat, checking her watch every thirty seconds. Where were they? She should never have let them go into a place where

第十章本笃会的修士们一齐向她涌来，伸手去拿那件珍贵的宝物。 艾米吓得站在那里一动不动，但丹已经准备好要行动了。 他已经发现了宿舍里唯一的一扇小门。 他不确定这条路通向何方，但离开这里就够了。 他抓住艾米的胳膊，开始拖着她穿过嗖嗖作响的黑袍子，低头伸出双臂。 当他们清楚地知道要逃跑时，僧侣们的情绪变得越来越激动。 一只手抓住艾米的袖子，丹像职业橄榄球运动员一样把它扛开。 艾米跳过了一个想要抢球的人，卡希尔一家开始了跑动。 内莉在菲亚特里烦躁不安，每隔三十秒看一次表。 他们在哪里？她不该让他们去一个

one of their slimy Cahill relatives was prowling around. If that lousy Alistair Oh did anything to hurt Amy and Dan, she was going to feed him his walking stick wrapped in barbed wire. She turned to the backseat, where the cat lounged, no longer scratching. "They're half an hour late, Saladin. Where can they be?" And then she spotted them, moving fast through the milling crowd of tourists. Running, even. Looking kind of disheveled — and scared. Her eyes focused beyond the Cahills to the wave of black that was gaining on them. Dozens of robed figures — monks — were chasing Amy and Dan across the abbey grounds. She started the car and threw open the passenger door. "Get in!" The parchment thieves did not have to be told twice. They barreled through the gates and piled in, a tangle of arms and legs. "Get us out of here!" Dan gasped. Nellie stomped on the gas pedal. The car was already squealing forward as Amy pulled the door shut. Dan stared into the side mirror, watching the

他们的一个黏糊糊的卡希尔亲戚在附近徘徊。 如果那个讨厌的阿利斯泰尔做了任何伤害艾米和丹的事，她就会把他那包着铁丝网的手杖喂给他。 她转向后座，那只猫懒洋洋地躺在那里，不再抓人了。 “他们迟到了半小时，萨拉丁。 他们会在哪里呢？”然后，她发现了他们，他们在熙熙攘攘的游客中快速移动。 跑步,甚至。看起来有点蓬头垢面，而且很害怕。 她的目光越过卡希尔，注视着向他们袭来的黑色浪潮。 几十个穿着长袍的人——修道士——在修道院的院子里追着艾米和丹。 她发动汽车，猛地打开副驾驶的车门。 “进去!”羊皮纸窃贼不需要被告知两次。 他们匆匆穿过大门，挤了进去，手脚乱成一团。 “让我们离开这里！”丹气喘吁吁地说。 内莉猛踩油门。 当艾米把门关上时，汽车已经吱吱地向前开了。 丹盯着侧镜，看着

enraged monks grow smaller as the car accelerated. The au pair was bug-eyed. "What happened back there?" "It's not our fault!" Dan babbled. "Those guys are crazy! They're like mini–Darth Vaders without the mask!" "They're Benedictine monks!" Nellie exclaimed. "They're men of peace! Most of them are under vows of silence!" "Yeah, well, not anymore," Dan told her. "They cursed us out pretty good. I don't know the language, but some things you don't have to translate." "We found a clue," Amy explained breathlessly, "and they didn't want us to take it. I'm positive it's something important!" She thrust the parchment into Nellie's arms. "Can you tell us what it says?" "Why don't we put some distance between ourselves and the abbey first," the au pair advised, wheeling through the narrow streets of Salzburg. "How'd you like to have to explain to the rental company that their car was trashed by an army of

随着汽车加速，愤怒的僧侣们变得越来越小。 互惠生睁大了眼睛。“刚才发生了什么事？”“这不是我们的错！”丹唠唠叨叨。 “那些家伙都疯了！”他们就像没有面具的迷你版达斯·维达斯！”“他们是本笃会的修道士！”内莉喊道。 “他们是爱好和平的人！他们大多数人都发誓要保持沉默！”“是啊，现在不是了，”丹告诉她。 “他们把我们骂得很惨。 我不懂这种语言，但有些东西你不需要翻译。” “我们发现了一条线索，”艾米上气不接下气地解释道，“他们不想让我们接受。 我肯定这是很重要的事情！”她把羊皮纸塞进奈莉的怀里。 “你能告诉我们上面写了什么吗？”“我们为什么不先和修道院保持距离呢？”这位互惠生建议道，一边开着车穿过萨尔茨堡狭窄的街道。 “如果你不得不向租赁公司解释他们的车被一群

deranged monks?" Dan was impatient. "We'll buy the rental company and the abbey, too! This time, we scored the big enchilada!" By skirting downtown, Nellie was able to avoid most of the traffic and get over the bridge quickly. They made a few twists and turns and pulled over on a quiet street. "Okay, let's have a look at this 'clue.'" She picked up the parchment. "We think it might be some kind of formula," Amy put in excitedly. Nellie pored over the calligraphy, her eyes widening in amazement. "Oh, my God! I can't believe it!" Dan grinned. "That good, huh?" "But what's it the formula for?" Amy persisted. The au pair read the page again and again, as if trying to convince herself that it really was what she knew it to be. "You boneheads! This isn't a clue — it's the recipe for Benedictine!" "Benedictine?" Amy repeated. "You mean the drink?"

疯狂的僧侣?”丹不耐烦了。 “我们还要买下租赁公司和修道院！”这一次，我们进了一个大玉米饼！”内莉绕过市区，避开了大部分车辆，很快就过了桥。 他们拐了几个弯，把车停在一条安静的街道上。 “好吧，让我们来看看这个线索。’”她拿起羊皮纸。 “我们认为这可能是某种配方，”艾米兴奋地说。 内莉仔细地看着那些书法，惊讶地瞪大了眼睛。 “哦，我的上帝！”我简直不敢相信！”丹咧嘴一笑。 “那么好，是吧？”“但是这个公式是用来干什么的呢？”艾米持久化。 互惠生一遍又一遍地读着那一页，好像在试图说服自己，那确实是她所知道的。 “你傻瓜!这不是线索——这是本笃会的食谱！”“本笃会的?”艾米重复。 “你是说那杯酒？”

Nellie nodded miserably. "It's an ancient recipe known only to the Benedictine brothers for centuries. That's why they were chasing you!" The Cahills were devastated. "We almost got killed in there," moaned Dan. "And it was all for nothing." "No wonder the monks were upset," Amy lamented. "It must have seemed like we stole the most important thing they own." "Well, maybe it isn't a clue," Dan tried to console himself, "but at least that parchment will look cool in my collection." "Dan!" Amy exploded. "We have to give that back." "Good luck." Dan was bitter. "If we set foot in that abbey again, those men of peace will rip our heads off." Amy was adamant. "We can't keep it. Maybe we can mail it to them." "I can't wait to see the address — third cave on the right, go through fifty tunnels, turn left at the stalagmite. In German." He climbed over the seat and joined the cat in the back. "I'm going to sit

内莉痛苦地点了点头。“这是一种古老的配方，几个世纪以来只有本笃会兄弟知道。 所以他们才追你！”卡希尔一家悲痛欲绝。 “我们差点被杀了，”丹呻吟道。 “这一切都是徒劳的。” “怪不得僧侣们心烦意乱，”艾米哀叹道。 “那感觉一定像是我们偷了他们最重要的东西。” “好吧，也许这不是线索，”丹试图安慰自己，“但至少那张羊皮纸放在我的收藏中会很酷。” “丹!”艾米爆炸。“我们必须把它还给他们。” “祝你好运”。丹很痛苦。 “如果我们再踏进那座修道院，那些维护和平的人就会把我们的头扯下来。” 艾米很坚决。“我们不能留着它。 也许我们可以寄给他们。” “我等不及要看地址了——右边第三个洞穴，穿过50条隧道，在石笋处左转。 在德国。”他爬过座位，和猫一起坐在后面。 “我要坐下了

with somebody who isn't nuts — what's up, Saladin? Hey, he stopped scratching." "I was going to tell you — before I had to play getaway driver from the Christian brothers. While you were at St. Peter's, I took Saladin to a veterinary clinic." "Was it fleas?" asked Amy. Nellie shook her head. "The doctor took off his collar and this popped out." She reached into her pocket and produced a miniature electronic device about the size of a thumbnail. "He figures the corners were digging into the skin. That's what all the scratching was about." Amy frowned. "But what is it?" Dan was disgusted. "Don't you ever watch TV? It's a homing device. You plant it on somebody when you want to keep track of where he's going."

和一个不是疯子的人在一起-怎么了，萨拉丁？ 嘿，他不挠了。” “我本来想告诉你的——在我不得不扮演逃离基督教兄弟的司机之前。 你在圣彼得医院的时候，我带萨拉丁去了兽医诊所。” “是跳蚤吗？”艾米问。 内莉摇了摇头。“医生取下他的项圈，这个就跳出来了。” 她把手伸进口袋，拿出一个指甲盖大小的微型电子设备。 他认为这些角已经扎进了皮肤。 这就是抓挠的原因。” 艾米皱起了眉头。“那是什么呢？”丹感到厌恶。 “你不看电视吗？”这是一个自导装置。 当你想知道一个人要去哪里的时候，你就把它戴在他身上。”