3 SEARCHING FOR A GHOST

CHAPTER 3 SEARCHING FOR A GHOST Do we get to use special effects in this play?" Andy asked Mr. Hartshorn as Kaz hovered nearby. "Special effects?" Mr. Hartshorn scratched his chin. "Yeah. Like smoke or trapdoors," Andy said. He shivered as Kaz drifted closer. Mr. Hartshorn smiled. "No. We're just doing lights and sound. We don't need a trapdoor in Jack and the Beanstalk. I don't think many of the kids in this play even know we have a trapdoor in the stage. And I'd like to keep it that way. For safety

第三章寻鬼我们可以在这出戏里用特效吗？”当卡兹在附近徘徊时，安迪问哈茨霍恩先生。 “特效吗?”哈茨香先生挠了挠下巴。 “是的。比如烟雾或活板门，”安迪说。 当卡兹走近时，他颤抖了。 哈茨霍恩先生笑了。“没有。 我们只是做灯光和声音。 《杰克与豆茎》里不需要活板门。 我想这出戏里的很多孩子都不知道舞台上有个活板门。 我也想保持这种状态。 为了安全

reasons." "Okay," Andy groaned. "Let me show you the control room. Quick! Before the second bell rings," Mr. Hartshorn said. They hurried to the back of the cafetorium. Kaz swam behind them. Mr. Hartshorn unlocked a small room and they stepped inside. Kaz hovered in the doorway. He saw a long table with a machine that had lots of buttons and knobs on it. A window above all those buttons and knobs looked out into the cafetorium. There was another door in the back wall. Probably a closet. "Do you know how to use this equipment?" Mr. Hartshorn asked. "Yes," Andy replied. "And I'd like to run lights and sound for the play, but I have soccer on Mondays and Wednesdays. Do you need me at every rehearsal?" "Not until the week of the play," Mr. Hartshorn said.

的原因。”“好吧。”安迪呻吟道。 “我带你去控制室看看。 快!在第二次铃声响起之前，”哈茨霍恩说。 他们急忙跑到食堂的后面。 卡兹游在他们后面。哈茨霍恩先生打开一个小房间的门，他们走了进去。 和子在门口徘徊。 他看到一张长桌子，上面放着一台机器，上面有很多按钮和旋钮。 所有这些按钮和旋钮上方的一扇窗户可以看到餐厅。 后墙上还有一扇门。 可能是壁橱。“你知道怎么用这个设备吗？”哈茨霍恩问道。 “是的，”安迪回答。“我也想为这出戏提供灯光和音响，但我周一和周三都有足球比赛。 每次排练都需要我吗？”“直到演出的那一周，”哈茨霍恩说。

Kaz backstroked away from the control room. "Mom? Pops? Grandmom? Grandpop?" he called as he wafted around the cafetorium. "Finn? Little John? Are any of you here?" Kaz spotted another room along the sidewall of the cafetorium. A light shined through an open doorway, and Kaz smelled something interesting. Food of some sort. Ghosts didn't need food, but Kaz had spent enough time with Claire's family to know that solids did. In fact, solids ate food quite often. Sometimes more than three times a day. Kaz swam into the room, and a loud bell rang again. But the solid ladies in this room didn't even react to the bell. They were busy stirring pans on a stove and talking about their grandchildren. Kaz watched them for a while, but then a shuffling noise outside the kitchen caught his attention. He swam back out into the cafetorium. The shuffling came from behind the heavy red curtain on the stage.

卡兹仰泳离开了控制室。 “妈妈?持久性有机污染物?祖母吗?爷爷？”他一边在餐厅里转来转去，一边喊道。 “芬恩?小约翰?你们有人在这儿吗？”卡兹沿着食堂的侧壁发现了另一个房间。 一道光从敞开的门口照进来，卡兹闻到了一些有趣的东西。 某种食物。鬼魂不需要食物，但卡兹和克莱尔的家人在一起的时间足够长了，她知道固体需要食物。 事实上，固体食物经常吃。 有时一天三次以上。 卡兹游进房间，响亮的铃声又响了起来。 但这个房间里的正经女士们甚至对铃声没有反应。 他们忙着在炉子上搅拌锅，谈论他们的孙子孙女。 卡兹看了他们一会儿，但厨房外面的一阵拖沓声引起了他的注意。 他游回了餐厅。 舞台上厚重的红色幕布后面传来了拖沓的声音。

"Hello?" he said as he swam to the curtain. "Is anybody back there?" Kaz didn't want to pass through the curtain, so he dove down and glided under it. There were even more curtains behind that first one. The whole stage was surrounded by black and gold curtains. Kaz heard more shuffling. Then a scratching sound. He followed the sounds to a small room behind the stage. A large board that was painted to look like a house rested against the wall outside that room. Inside, the room was piled high with boxes. Two solid girls around Kaz and Claire's age were folding clothes and putting them into boxes on the floor.

“喂？”他边说边游向窗帘。 “后面有人吗？”和子不想穿过帘子，所以他俯冲下来，从帘子下面滑了过去。 第一个后面有更多的窗帘。 整个舞台被黑色和金色的窗帘包围着。 卡兹听到了更多的脚步声。然后是刮擦的声音。 他跟着声音来到舞台后面的一个小房间。 房间外的墙上靠着一块被漆得像房子的大木板。 房间里堆满了箱子。 两个和卡兹和克莱尔年纪相仿的结实女孩正在叠衣服，把它们放进地板上的盒子里。

"It's not fair," grumbled the shorter girl. She had a splash of freckles on her cheeks. "I try out for the play every year, but I never get a part. I always get stuck working backstage." "I like working backstage," the other girl said as she tossed her long hair over her shoulder. "It's better than being on the stage and having to learn all those lines. Plus, Mr. Hartshorn lets you out of class to clean the storage room." The girl with the freckles wrinkled her nose. "I'd rather be onstage!" she said as she shoved a

“这不公平，”矮一点的女孩抱怨道。 她脸颊上有一抹雀斑。 “我每年都参加这个戏的试演，但我从来没有得到一个角色。 我总是被困在后台。” “我喜欢在后台工作，”另一个女孩一边说，一边把长发甩到肩上。 “这比站在舞台上背所有台词要好。 另外，哈茨香先生让你离开教室去打扫储藏室。” 有雀斑的女孩皱起了鼻子。 “我宁愿站在舞台上！”她边说边推了一把