6 THE GHOST AT ELI'S HOUSE

CHAPTER 6 THE GHOST AT ELI'S HOUSE Kaz and Little John swam into a girl's bedroom and peered out the front window. They saw Claire and Eli standing in the driveway with Eli's mom. It looked like Eli's mom was offering Claire a ride, but they couldn't hear through the closed window. Claire lifted her backpack to her shoulder, and with a quick wave to Eli, she set off down the street. Eli and his mom got into their car and drove away. Now Kaz and Little John were alone in Eli's house. Maybe.

第六章伊莱家的鬼魂卡兹和小约翰游进一个女孩的卧室，从前面的窗户往外看。 他们看到克莱尔和伊莱和伊莱的妈妈站在车道上。 看起来伊莱的妈妈要载克莱尔一程，但他们关着的窗户听不见。 克莱尔把背包扛到肩上，向伊莱迅速挥了挥手，然后沿着街道走去。 伊莱和他妈妈钻进车里开走了。 现在只有卡兹和小约翰在以利家里。 也许吧。

"Hello? Is anyone else here?" Kaz gazed around the bedroom. "Come out, come out, wherever you are!" Little John called. The ghosts heard a strange popping, dropping sound. It was coming from somewhere below them. "What is that?" Kaz asked. "I don't know," Little John said. "It sort of sounds like... popcorn." "No. It sounds like..." Kaz thought for a second. "Like what?" Little John pressed. "I don't know," Kaz said. "Not popcorn, though. The pops are too slow." The ghosts wafted out into the upstairs hallway. "Hello?" Kaz called again. "Is anyone there?" Pop... pop... pop... pop... pop... Kaz noticed a desk over by the stairs. The top drawer was open. "Hey, was that drawer open a

“喂?这里还有其他人吗？”卡兹环顾了一下卧室。 “出来，出来，不管你在哪里！”小约翰叫道。 鬼魂们听到一种奇怪的砰砰声。 那声音是从他们下面的某个地方传来的。 “那是什么？”Kaz问道。 “我不知道，”小约翰说。 “这听起来有点像…… 爆米花。”“没有。听起来……” 卡兹想了一会儿。“像什么?”小约翰追问道。 “我不知道，”卡兹说。“但不是爆米花。 pop太慢了。”鬼魂飘到楼上的走廊里。 “喂?”卡兹又打来电话。 “有人在吗？”流行……流行…… 流行……流行……流行……卡兹注意到楼梯旁有一张桌子。 最上面的抽屉开着。“嘿，那个抽屉开了吗？

few minutes ago?" Kaz asked Little John. "I don't know. I don't think so," Little John replied. They swam over and peered down at the open drawer. There wasn't anything very interesting inside, just some paper, envelopes, pencils, and pens. The popping stopped. The ghosts drifted down to the main floor and saw a bunch of marbles lying all over the front hallway. "Those were definitely not here before," Little John said.

几分钟前？”卡兹问小约翰。 “我不知道。我不这么认为，”小约翰回答。 他们游过去，往下看打开的抽屉。 里面没有什么有趣的东西，只有一些纸、信封、铅笔和钢笔。 砰砰声停止了。鬼魂们飘到了主楼层，看到一堆弹珠散落在前面的走廊上。 “这些东西以前肯定不在这里，”小约翰说。

"Was that what made the popping sound?" Kaz asked. He dove down and picked up a solid marble. Then, holding the marble carefully between his thumb and first finger, he carried it over to the stairs and let it fall. It bounced down the bottom three steps with a pop... pop... pop sound. "It's the same sound," Little John said. "But no one's home, so who dropped all these marbles down the stairs?" Kaz had a bad feeling about this, a very bad feeling. Click! The front door lock turned. "I think you'll really like this home," a man with a briefcase said as he opened the door and came into the house. He was probably the real estate agent. A well-dressed man and woman stepped in behind him. Kaz and Little John swam backward, away from the open door.

“那是发出爆裂声的原因吗？”Kaz问道。 他俯冲下来，捡起一个坚硬的弹珠。 然后，他小心地用拇指和食指夹住大理石，把它带到楼梯上，让它掉了下来。 砰的一声，它从最下面的三级台阶上跳了下来…… 流行……流行音乐的声音。“是一样的声音，”小约翰说。 “但是没人在家，那么是谁把这些弹珠从楼梯上掉下来的呢？”卡兹对此有不好的预感，非常不好的预感。 点击!前门的锁转动了。 “我想你一定会喜欢这个家的，”一个拿着公文包的男人一边开门走进来一边说。 他可能是房地产经纪人。 一个穿着讲究的男人和女人从他身后走了进来。 卡兹和小约翰向后游，远离开着的门。

"It's well maintained and this is a lovely neighborhood," the real estate agent added. He set his briefcase down and closed the door. "Oh!" the woman cried out as she slipped on a marble. "Be careful. There are marbles all over the floor!" "I see that," the agent said. He hurried around the room and picked up all the marbles. He dropped them into a decorative bowl on a table and smiled uneasily at the couple. "Perhaps we didn't give the family enough notice that we were coming. Let me show you the living room." Kaz and Little John followed the group into the living room. "Notice the beautiful stonework around the fireplace." The real estate agent tapped the stones. "Woooooooooooo!" Something inside the fireplace wailed. The woman gasped. "What was that?" she asked.

“它维护得很好，而且这是一个可爱的社区，”这位房地产经纪人补充说。 他放下公文包，关上了门。 “哦！”女人在弹珠上滑倒时大叫。 “小心些而已。地板上到处都是弹珠！”“我明白了，”代理人说。 他匆忙地在房间里转了一圈，把所有的弹珠都捡了起来。 他把它们扔进桌子上的一个装饰碗里，不安地对这对夫妇笑了笑。 “也许我们没有提前通知这家人我们要来。 我带你去看客厅吧。” 卡兹和小约翰跟着大家进了客厅。 “注意壁炉周围漂亮的石雕。” 房地产经纪人敲了敲石头。 “Woooooooooooo !”壁炉里有什么东西在哀号。 女人喘着气说。“那是什么？”她问。

"Probably the wind," her husband said, patting her hand. Kaz and Little John raised their eyebrows at each other. It didn't sound much like wind to either of them. "Hello?" Little John said to the beautiful stonework. Then he and Kaz swam into the fireplace and looked up toward the chimney. They didn't feel any wind. And they didn't see anything that could have made that woooooooooooo sound, either. By the time Kaz and Little John returned to the living room, the solid people had moved on to the kitchen. The ghosts hurried after them. "These are state-of-the-art appliances," the real estate agent said. While the man and woman checked out the stove and refrigerator, another pop... pop... pop... sound came from the front hallway. "What is that?" the man asked.

“可能是风吧，”她丈夫拍拍她的手说。 卡兹和小约翰互相扬起眉毛。 他们俩听起来都不太像风。 “喂?”小约翰对美丽的石雕说。 然后他和卡兹游到壁炉里，抬头看着烟囱。 他们没有感觉到任何风。 他们也没有看到任何能发出呜呜呜呜的声音的东西。 当卡兹和小约翰回到客厅时，那些结实的人已经去了厨房。 鬼魂紧跟着他们。 “这些都是最先进的电器，”房地产经纪人说。 当男人和女人检查炉子和冰箱时，另一个砰的一声… 流行……流行……声音从前面的走廊传来。 “那是什么？”那人问。