9 Ghosts Uncovered

CHAPTER 9 GHOSTS UNCOVERED "ReH-reH-REE! ReH-reH-REE!" The noise was coming from under a bed in the corner of the attic. "Is that the noise Mrs. Beesley heard?" Claire asked, wrinkling her nose. "You're right. That doesn't sound like a ghost at all." "Actually, Little John sort of sounds like that when he laughs," Kaz said. Could Little John be hiding up there somewhere? Could he be Mrs. Beesley's ghost? Kaz dived down and swam under the bed. It was dark under there, but Kaz could still see pretty

第九章幽灵被发现“雷——雷——雷！”ReH-reH-REE !”那声音是从阁楼角落里的一张床底下传来的。 “那是比斯利太太听到的声音吗？”克莱尔皱着鼻子问道。 “你是对的。听起来一点也不像鬼。” “事实上，小约翰笑起来有点像那样，”卡兹说。 小约翰会不会藏在上面什么地方？ 他会是比斯利夫人的鬼魂吗？ 卡兹潜入水中，游到床底下。 下面很黑，但卡兹还是能看得很清楚

well. "Is there anything under there?" Claire asked. Clumps of dust. Acorns. A pencil. But no ghosts. "ReH-reH-REE!" Kaz spun around. "Little John?" "ReH-reH-REE!" The noise wasn't just coming from under this bed. It was coming from a hole in a floorboard... under the bed. Kaz stared into the hole, but it was too dark to see anything. So he shrunk down as small as he could and dived into the hole. He counted one... two... three... four... five HUGE pairs of eyes staring at him.

好。“那下面有什么东西吗？”克莱尔问道。 灰尘团块。橡实。一支铅笔。 但是没有鬼。“ReH-reH-REE !”卡兹转过身来。 “小约翰?”“ReH-reH-REE !”噪音不只是从床底下传来的。 它是从地板上的一个洞里发出来的…… 在床底下。卡兹盯着洞里看，但太黑了，什么也看不见。 于是他尽量缩小身子，钻进洞里。 他数了一个数……两个……三个…… 四个……五双巨大的眼睛盯着他。

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" he screamed as he shot out of the hole and up from under the bed. "What?" Claire leaped out of Kaz's way as he expanded to his normal size. "What's the matter? Did you find Mrs. Beesley's ghost?" "Yes," Kaz said, his heart pounding like crazy. "But they're not ghosts. They're solids!" "They're?" Claire said. "You mean there's more than one?" Kaz nodded. "What are they?" "I don't know," Kaz said. "All I know is they're small... and furry... and they have

“啊——啊——啊——”他尖叫着冲出洞，从床底下爬了起来。 “什么?”当卡兹长到正常大小时，克莱尔跳开了。 “怎么啦？”你找到比斯利太太的鬼魂了吗？”“是的。”卡兹说，他的心狂跳不止。 “但他们不是鬼。他们是固体!”“他们?”克莱尔说。 “你是说不止一个？”Kaz点点头。 “它们是什么？”“我不知道，”卡兹说。 “我只知道它们很小…… 和毛茸茸的…他们做到了

really big, scary eyes. There are a whole bunch of them under that bed!" Claire knelt down and peered under the bed. "No, no," Kaz said. He knew Claire would never see them like that. "You have to crawl under there to see them. You might even have to move the bed. They're in a hole in the floor." Claire stood up, grabbed hold of the edge of the bed, and pulled. Kaz backed away.

又大又吓人的眼睛。床底下有一大堆呢！”克莱尔跪下来，往床底下看。 “不，不，”卡兹说。他知道克莱尔永远不会看到他们那样。 “你必须爬到下面才能看到它们。 你甚至可能得把床挪一下。 它们在地板上的一个洞里。” 克莱尔站起来，抓住床沿，使劲一拉。 卡兹往后退。

"There," he said, pointing at the hole. "They're in there." Claire opened her bag and took out a flashlight. She shone its light in the hole. "I don't see them," she said. She dropped to her knees and looked closer. "Oh," she said, rocking back onto her heels. "Now I see." Claire smiled at Kaz. "So... the chill in the air that Mrs. Beesley felt and the slammed door were probably caused by the wind from the open window. And Eli really did come over to get his ball like he said. But the 'marbles,' the crying, the reH-reH-REE sound, the rustling, the thumping, the scratching, the footsteps, the broken lamp—all of that was caused by our 'ghosts' that aren't really ghosts." Kaz was impressed. Claire sounded like a real detective. Claire swept the beam of her flashlight across the lamp cord... a pile of strange black pellets...

“在那儿，”他指着那个洞说。 “他们在里面。”克莱尔打开包，拿出手电筒。 她把灯照进洞里。 “我没看见他们，”她说。 她跪下来凑近了看。 “哦，”她说着，摇摇晃晃地重新站起来。 “现在我明白了。”克莱尔对卡兹笑了笑。 “所以……比斯利太太感到的空气中的寒意和砰地关上的门很可能是由开着的窗户吹来的风引起的。 伊莱真的像他说的那样过来拿球了。 但是弹珠声、哭声、reH-reH-REE的声音、沙沙声、砰砰声、抓挠声、脚步声、破碎的灯——所有这一切都是由我们的‘鬼魂’造成的，而这些‘鬼魂’并不是真正的鬼魂。” 卡兹被打动了。克莱尔听起来像个真正的侦探。 克莱尔用手电的光束扫过灯绳。 一堆奇怪的黑色小球……

and some acorns, then moved the flashlight back to the black pellets. "In fact," Claire said, walking over to the pellets. "I think we missed some clues. I bet our 'ghosts' left these behind." "How did the 'ghosts' even get in here?" Kaz asked. "Did they come in through the window?" "I don't think so," Claire said as she walked along the far wall of the attic. "Mrs. Beesley said

还有一些橡子，然后把手电筒移回到黑色的弹丸上。 “事实上，”克莱尔边说边走向那些小球。 “我认为我们遗漏了一些线索。 我敢打赌，我们的‘鬼魂’留下了这些东西。” “‘鬼’是怎么进来的？”Kaz问道。 “他们是从窗户进来的吗？”“我不这么认为，”克莱尔边说边沿着阁楼远处的墙走。 比斯利太太说