4 WOOOOOOOO!

CHAPTER 4 Woooooooo! There was only one thing for Kaz to do. SHRINK! Kaz took a deep breath and shrank down... down... down. Then he swam up to the paper birds and tried to hide among them. The ghost man's head popped back through the wall of books. He looked around. "Where are you, boy?" he asked. Kaz pressed his lips together. He knew the ghost man wanted to help him, but he couldn't risk that girl spotting him. So he remained quiet.

第四章呜呜呜！卡兹只有一件事要做。 缩小!卡兹深吸一口气，缩了下去…… 下来……下来。然后他游向纸鸟，试图躲在它们中间。 鬼人的头从书墙里探了出来。 他环顾四周。“你在哪里，孩子？”他问。 卡兹抿紧嘴唇。 他知道那个鬼人想帮他，但他不能冒险让那个女孩发现他。 所以他保持沉默。

Claire moved slowly around the table, her eyes scanning every inch of the room. "Aha!" she cried, pointing at Kaz. "There you are!" But solids can't swim in the air like ghosts can.

克莱尔慢慢地绕着桌子移动，她的眼睛扫视着房间的每一寸。 “啊哈！”她指着卡兹叫道。 “你在这儿！”但是固体不能像幽灵一样在空气中游动。

Kaz was safe. For the moment. The ghost man's hand appeared through the wall. "Over here, boy." He waved Kaz toward him. "She can't follow you back here." Kaz stayed where he was. "What's back there, anyway?" Claire asked the ghost man. "Some sort of secret room?" She craned her neck as though she could see into it through the rows of books. The ghost man ignored her. "Hurry up," he said to Kaz. "Unless you'd rather stay with this solid girl." No. Kaz certainly didn't want to stay with Claire. But he didn't want to pass through that wall of books, either. Passing through a wall of books would be even worse than staying in a room with a solid girl who could see him. She'd get tired of chasing him eventually. Wouldn't she? "Suit yourself," the ghost man said. His head and hand disappeared. Kaz ducked behind another paper bird. Claire's

卡兹安全了。暂时是这样。 鬼人的手从墙里伸出来。 “过来，孩子。”他向卡兹挥了挥手。 “她不能跟着你回来。” 卡兹呆在原地。“那后面是什么？”克莱尔问幽灵人。 “某种密室？”她伸长脖子，仿佛能透过一排排的书看到里面似的。 鬼人不理她。 “快点，”他对加子说。 “除非你更愿意和这个可靠的女孩在一起。” 否。卡兹显然不想和克莱尔在一起。 但他也不想穿过那堵书墙。 穿过一堵书墙会比和一个能看到他的可靠的女孩呆在一个房间里更糟糕。 她最终会厌倦追他的。 不是她?“随你便，”鬼人说。 他的头和手都不见了。 卡兹躲到另一只纸鸟后面。 克莱尔的

eyes followed as he drifted from one bird to the next. Claire opened her bag and slowly pulled out one of those books along with a tall, skinny object. "I'm not going to hurt you," she said again as she pulled out a chair and sat down at the table. Kaz wasn't taking any chances. Keeping one eye on Claire, he moved slowly among the paper birds. It was interesting how she held the tall, skinny object between her thumb and first finger and

他的目光从一只鸟飘到另一只鸟。 克莱尔打开书包，慢慢地拿出其中一本书和一个又高又细的东西。 “我不会伤害你的，”她又说了一遍，拉出一把椅子，坐在桌子旁。 卡兹没有冒任何风险。 他一边盯着克莱尔，一边在纸鸟之间慢慢移动。 有趣的是，她是怎样用拇指和食指夹住这个又高又瘦的东西的

moved it across the page of her book. Kaz knew there was a word for what she was doing. That word was writing. Claire was writing in her book. Kaz's mom and grandpop could pick up a solid piece of chalk and write or draw with it on a chalkboard. But it took a lot of energy and a lot of skill to do that. More skill than Kaz or either of his brothers had. "What's your name?" Claire asked after a little while. At first Kaz didn't answer. But was there really any harm in letting her know his name? "Kaz," he finally said. "Kaz what?" "Just Kaz." "I'm Claire. Claire Kendall." She held out her hand for Kaz to shake. Kaz did not swim down to take it. "Did you just get here today?" Claire asked as she moved her writing thing across the book again. She made it sound like he'd come here on

把它移到她书的另一边。 卡兹知道有一个词可以形容她的所作所为。 这个词就是写作。克莱尔在写她的书。 卡兹的妈妈和爷爷可以拿起一根结实的粉笔，用它在黑板上写字或画画。 但这需要大量的精力和技巧。 比卡兹和他的哥哥们都厉害。 “你叫什么名字？”克莱尔过了一会儿问道。 起初卡兹没有回答。 但是让她知道他的名字真的有什么坏处吗？ “卡兹。”他终于说。“Kaz什么?”“只是Kaz。” “我是克莱尔。克莱尔·肯德尔。” 她伸出手让卡兹和她握手。 和子并没有游下去接它。 “你今天刚到吗？”克莱尔问道，她又把写字的东西在书上移动了一下。 她说得好像他是来这儿的

purpose. "The wind brought me here," Kaz said. "Today?" "Yes." Kaz nodded. "From where?" "The old schoolhouse." "What old schoolhouse?" "I don't know," Kaz said. Was there more than one old schoolhouse in the Outside? Kaz cleared his throat. "Can I ask a question now?" Claire stopped writing. "I guess," she said, looking at him expectantly. "How come you can see me when I'm not glowing?" "What's glowing?" "It's what ghosts do when we want solids like you to see us. But I can't do it, so you shouldn't be able to see me." "Solids like me?" Claire raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you call people who aren't ghosts?" "Yes."

目的。“风把我带到这里来了，”和子说。 “今天?”“是的。”Kaz点点头。 “从哪里?”“老校舍。” “什么旧校舍？”“我不知道，”卡兹说。 外面有不止一所旧校舍吗？ 卡兹清了清喉咙。“我现在可以问一个问题吗？”克莱尔停止了写作。 “我想是的，”她说，期待地看着他。 “我不发光，你怎么能看见我？”“发光的是什么?”“当我们想让像你这样的固体看见我们的时候，鬼魂就会这样做。 但是我做不到，所以你不应该看到我。” “像我这样的固体？”克莱尔扬起眉毛。 “你就是这样称呼那些不是鬼的人吗？”“是的。”