Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3 When they arrived at Sennari House, Theo tossed a bundle of bills at the driver and spoke a few words in Arabic. "Baksheesh," he told them. "Gesundheit," Dan said. Theo grinned. "No, baksheesh means a tip. Now he'll wait for us." Theo moved ahead to walk with Nellie, and Dan turned to Amy. "Not that I'm not really excited about going to yet another museum, but what exactly are we looking for?" "I don't know," Amy admitted. "This connection to Napoleon seems a little… uh… random." "I know. It's not much to go on. But we didn't

当他们到达塞纳里旅馆时，西奥向司机扔了一捆钞票，用阿拉伯语说了几句话。 他说：“八舍伊什。” “祝你健康。”丹说。西奥咧嘴一笑。 “不，baksheesh的意思是小费。 现在他会等我们的。”西奥走在前面陪内莉走，丹转向艾米。 “并不是说我对去另一家博物馆不感兴趣，而是我们到底在寻找什么？”“我不知道，”艾米承认。 “这种与拿破仑的联系似乎有点……呃……随机。” “我知道。没什么可说的。 但是我们没有

have much to go on in Philadelphia, Paris, Vienna, Salzburg, Venice, Tokyo, and Seoul. We still managed to find clues. We know Napoleon was a Lucian. We think there is a clue in Egypt. So if he found it, or if he found something, he might have left a hint here for the Lucians." "It would be fun to steal something out from under Comrade Irina's nose," Dan admitted. Theo insisted on buying their tickets. They passed through a small door and into a courtyard. Small date palms and red-flowered bushes created a cooling effect despite the lack of shade. A fountain sat in the center. "Sennari House was built in 1794," Theo explained. "It's an example of classic Islamic domestic architecture, built around a central courtyard, called a sahn. I believe it has some of the most beautiful mashrabeya screens in Cairo." "Those are the carved wooden screens in the windows," Amy explained, pointing. "Napoleon's scholars created Egyptology for the West," Theo said. "After their writings were published, it started a craze all over Europe for

在费城、巴黎、维也纳、萨尔茨堡、威尼斯、东京和首尔有很多事情要做。 我们仍然设法找到了线索。 我们知道拿破仑是卢西恩人。 我们认为埃及有线索。 所以，如果他找到了它，或者找到了什么东西，他可能在这里给卢西亚人留下了线索。” “在伊琳娜同志的鼻子底下偷点东西会很有趣，”丹承认道。 西奥坚持要买他们的票。 他们穿过一扇小门，进入一个院子。 小枣椰树和红色的灌木虽然没有树荫，却起到了降温的作用。 喷泉位于中心。 “Sennari House建于1794年，”Theo解释道。 “这是一个典型的伊斯兰家庭建筑的例子，围绕着一个被称为萨恩的中央庭院而建。 我相信这里有开罗最漂亮的mashrabeya屏幕。” “那些是窗户上雕刻的木制屏风，”艾米指着解释说。 “拿破仑的学者为西方创造了埃及学，”西奥说。 他们的作品出版后，在整个欧洲掀起了一股热潮

everything Egyptian." "That's fascinating," Nellie said. "I'm on the edge of my seat," Dan said. Nellie stepped on his foot. "They used to have a permanent exhibition of Napoleon's personal collection long ago, but it was removed in 1926," Theo explained. "The building was renovated back in the 1990s. Now they have some fine examples of textiles and ceramic art." Dan held on to the end of Amy's T-shirt so she couldn't follow the two as they moved off. If he didn't stop her, Amy would spend hours in a dusty, old museum, sopping up completely useless information. "Dude, we have work to do," he told her. "Where should we start?" "I guess just wander around and look at the stuff that seems original," Amy said. "Okay, not much of a plan, but it's a plan." They explored all over the building, but it was hard to tell what was absolutely original to the structure and what had been repaired or renovated. Finally, they found an old stone

埃及的一切。”“太神奇了，”内莉说。 “我都快坐不住了，”丹说。 内利踩了他的脚。 西奥解释说：“很久以前，他们曾经有一个拿破仑个人收藏的永久性展览，但在1926年被搬走了。” “这座建筑在20世纪90年代进行了翻新。 现在他们有一些精美的纺织品和陶瓷艺术品。” 丹抓住艾米t恤的末端，这样她就不能跟着他们走了。 如果他不阻止她，艾米就会在一个满是灰尘的旧博物馆里呆上几个小时，吸收完全无用的信息。 “伙计，我们有工作要做，”他告诉她。 “我们从哪里开始呢？”艾米说：“我想只是四处走走，看看那些看起来很原创的东西。” “好吧，算不上什么计划，但毕竟是个计划。” 他们搜遍了整座建筑，但很难分辨出哪些是绝对原始的结构，哪些是经过修复或翻新的。 最后，他们发现了一块古老的石头

staircase leading back down to the courtyard. "The Lucians are all little Napoleons," Dan grumbled. "Look at Ian and Natalie. Just a couple of smarty-pants with cash. Comrade Irina? A smarty-pants with a tic. Napoleon? He was a smarty-pants with an army." "Thanks, professor, for that illuminating lecture on the Napoleonic Wars," Amy said. "Look at those carvings! Theo was right. These screens are amazing. And look at these gorgeous tiles," Amy said, running her hand along the wall. "You sound like Ian Kabra. Remember when he admired Alistair's window moldings?" Amy's face fell. Oops— he'd mentioned the name. Every time he let it slip, Amy got that boo-hoo my hamster died look on her face. Amazing that a fourteen-year-old, close-to-normal girl could fall for such a serious creep. He'd thought— well, he'd hoped— that a sister of his would be cooler than that. Amy's lost look suddenly changed to curiosity. She pointed to a tile. "Doesn't that look familiar?" Dan squatted down. "It's the Lucian crest!" The

通往庭院的楼梯。 “卢西亚人都是小拿破仑，”丹抱怨道。 “看看伊恩和娜塔莉。只是两个有现金的自作聪明的家伙。 Irina同志吗?一个有抽搐的自作聪明的人。 拿破仑?他是一个有军队的自作聪明的人。” “谢谢教授，你给我讲了拿破仑战争，很有启发性。”艾米说。 “看那些雕刻！”西奥是对的。 这些屏幕太棒了。 看看这些漂亮的瓷砖，”艾米边说边用手抚摸着墙壁。 “你听起来像伊恩·卡布拉。 还记得他欣赏阿利斯泰尔的窗户装饰吗？”艾米的脸沉了下来。 哎呀——他提到了这个名字。 每次他说漏了嘴，艾米脸上就会露出我仓鼠死了的表情。 令人惊讶的是，一个十四岁的，近乎正常的女孩会爱上这样一个严重的变态。 他以为——嗯，他希望——他的妹妹会比他更酷。 艾米茫然的表情突然变成了好奇。 她指着一块瓷砖。“看起来是不是很眼熟？”丹蹲了下来。 “这是卢西恩的徽章！”的

crest was hidden within the design, but he recognized it. "It's the only one like this." "This has got to be some kind of hint!" Amy said excitedly. "Maybe there's something behind it." She tried pushing the crest, then the corners. "It's been there for over two hundred years," Dan said. "Maybe it needs a little help." He took out a penknife from his pocket. He fit the blade into the mortar surrounding the tile. "If I can just…" "Dan! We're in a museum!" "Dur." "Someone could see!" "Well, you'd better be a lookout, then," Dan grunted as he pushed the penknife in. He could feel the tile loosening. He heard Amy's footsteps pattering away. His sister was so rule-happy. It really got in the way sometimes. He eased the knife farther and wiggled it. He could just manage to get his fingers behind one corner. He pulled carefully. The tile fell out, right into his hand. Behind the wall there was now a narrow hole. Dan reached inside, hoping his

佳洁士隐藏在设计中，但他认出了它。 “这是唯一一个这样的。” “这一定是某种暗示！”艾米兴奋地说。 “也许这背后有什么东西。” 她试着推顶部，然后是角落。 “它在那里已经有两百多年了，”丹说。 “也许它需要一点帮助。” 他从口袋里掏出一把小刀。 他把刀刃插进瓷砖周围的灰浆里。 “如果我能……”“丹！我们在博物馆里！”“大调的。” “有人能看见！”“好吧，那你最好放哨。”丹咕哝着把小刀插了进去。 他能感觉到瓷砖松动了。 他听见艾米的脚步声啪嗒啪嗒地走开了。 他的妹妹非常喜欢循规蹈矩。 有时候真的会碍事。 他把刀放得更轻一些，扭动了一下。 他只能把手指伸到一个角落后面。 他小心翼翼地拉着。瓷砖掉了出来，正好落在他手里。 墙后面现在有一个狭窄的洞。 丹把手伸进去，希望他的

fingers wouldn't find a scary, crawly Egyptian insect instead of a Clue. But his fingers met something smooth and round. He pulled out a slender leather tube. "Just what do you think you are doing?" The bellowing voice almost made Dan drop the tube. He hid it behind his back as an Egyptian man dressed in a gray suit yelled up at him from the bottom of the stairs. He was heavyset, so he probably wasn't too thrilled about climbing up toward Dan. Still, he looked like some sort of museum official. And he was carrying one of those walkie-talkie jobs that would no doubt bring security goons in seconds. Excellent lookout job, sis. He heard Amy's quick steps behind him on the stairs. "Uh, w-w-w—" he heard her stammer. As usual, Amy's brain froze in the face of authority. But Dan was used to encountering red-faced adults. It had started with his preschool teacher, Miss Woolsey, and had gone on to homeroom teachers, art instructors (love that poster paint!), principals, the Boston fire department. This guy

手指不会找到一只可怕的、爬行的埃及昆虫而不是一条线索。 但是他的手指碰到了一个光滑而圆的东西。 他拿出一根细长的皮管。 “你知道你在干什么吗？”那咆哮的声音几乎使丹把管子掉在地上。 当一个身穿灰色西装的埃及人从楼梯底部朝他大喊大叫时，他把它藏在了背后。 他身材魁梧，所以他可能对爬上丹感到不太兴奋。 尽管如此，他看起来还是像个博物馆的官员。 他手里拿着一种对讲机，毫无疑问，这种对讲机会在几秒钟内招来保安。 出色的瞭望工作，姐姐。 他听见身后楼梯上艾米急促的脚步声。 “呃，呃——呃——”他听到她结结巴巴地说。 像往常一样，面对权威，艾米的大脑僵住了。 但丹已经习惯了面对面红耳赤的成年人。 首先是他的学前班老师伍尔西小姐（Miss Woolsey），然后是班主任、美术老师（喜欢那张海报的油漆！）、校长、波士顿消防部门。 这家伙