Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Malicious Mischief malicious mischief (malicious mischief) n. The act of purposely destroying the property of someone else's business. Jessie was all in knots. Evan was madder than ever at her, and she couldn't figure out why. He had said, "Do you want to call off the war?" and she had said, "Sure, let's call off the war." Or something like that. That's what she'd meant to say. That's what she'd wanted to say. But what had she really said? She'd mentioned Megan. Oh! She'd almost spilled the beans about Megan giving her the $104. But she hadn't! She'd kept her mouth shut, just in time. Jessie smiled, remembering that. So why had Evan acted like that? What was the

第十章恶意的恶作剧；恶意的恶作剧； 故意毁坏他人财产的行为。 杰西心烦意乱。埃文比以前更生她的气了，她不知道为什么。 他说：“你想停止战争吗？”她说：“当然，让我们停止战争吧。” 或者类似的东西。那正是她想说的。 这就是她想说的。 但她到底说了什么？ 她提到了梅根。哦!梅根给她04分的事她差点说漏了嘴。 但是她没有！她及时地把嘴闭上了。 杰西笑了，想起了那件事。 那埃文为什么会那样？ 是什么？

matter with him? Jessie lay down on her bed. The world was a confusing place, and she needed Evan to help her figure it out. If this is what fourth grade was going to be like, she might as well just give up now. And there was something else that was tying her up in knots. That two hundred and eight dollars—it wasn't really hers. Megan had given it to her to make a donation. She hadn't given it to Jessie the way Evan's friends had given their money to him. (That still made her so mad when she thought about it. Oh, she wanted to get even with him for saying she didn't have friends!) So even though it looked like she had two hundred and eight dollars in her lock box, only half of that was money she could honestly call her own. Still... if push came to shove and she needed it all to win— Sure, she'd use it all! This was a war! But if she pretended that all the money was hers—

他有问题吗？杰西躺在床上。 这个世界是一个令人困惑的地方，她需要埃文帮她弄清楚。 如果这就是四年级的生活，她还不如现在就放弃。 还有一件事让她心烦意乱。 那228美元，其实不是她的。 梅根把它给她是为了捐款。 她没有像埃文的朋友给他钱那样把钱给杰西。 (当她想到这件事时，她仍然很生气。 哦，她想报复他说她没有朋友！)因此，尽管她的保险箱里看起来有228美元，但其中只有一半是她可以诚实地称之为自己的钱。 仍然……如果到了紧要关头，她需要一切才能取胜——当然，她会用尽一切！这是一场战争！但如果她假装所有的钱都是她的

Hey, what if Evan has even more than that? So if she lost, even with Megan's money— Gulp! Jessie hadn't thought of that. If she lost, even with two hundred and eight dollars. If she lost. Oh my gosh. Winner takes all. She would lose all of Megan's money to Evan. How could Jessie explain that to her friend? You see, I took all the money you earned to help rescue animals and I lost it to my brother, who's going to buy an iPod. Megan would hate her. All the girls who were friends with Megan would hate her. And Evan already hated her. So that was that. Goodbye, fourth grade. She couldn't use Megan's money to try to win the bet. It was too risky. But did she have enough to win on her own? Jessie felt desperation rise in her throat. How much money did Evan have? She had to find out. Jessie tiptoed upstairs to the attic office. She listened at the closed door. Her mother was on the phone. Then Jessie snuck downstairs. Evan was

万一埃文有更多的钱呢？ 所以如果她输了，就算她有梅根的钱-打住！杰西没有想到这一点。 如果她输了，就算输了二百八美元。 如果她输了。我的天啊。赢家通吃。 她会把梅根所有的钱都输给埃文。 杰西怎么能向她的朋友解释？ 你看，我把你挣来的钱都用来帮助拯救动物，却输给了我哥哥，他要去买iPod。 梅根会恨她的。所有和梅根做朋友的女孩都会讨厌她。 埃文已经讨厌她了。 就是这样。再见，四年级。 她不能用梅根的钱去赢赌局。 这太冒险了。但她有足够的实力独自取胜吗？ 杰西感到绝望之情涌上喉咙。 埃文有多少钱？ 她必须弄清楚。杰西蹑手蹑脚地上楼到阁楼办公室。 她在关着的门旁听着。 她妈妈在打电话。 然后杰西偷偷溜下楼。 埃文是

watching TV in the family room. Like a whisper, she crept back upstairs. And into Evan's room. There was a strict rule in the Treski house: No one was allowed in anyone else's room without an express invitation. That was the term. It meant that Jessie had to say, "Evan, can I come into your room?" and Evan had to say, "Yes," before she put even one toe over the line. So even though Evan's door was wide open, just crossing the threshold was a direct violation that carried a fine of one dollar. But that was the least of Jessie's concerns. She snuck over to Evan's bookshelf and picked up a carved cedar box—Evan's chosen souvenir from the family summer vacation. The orange-red wood of the box had a scene etched into the top: a sailboat sailing past a lighthouse while gulls flew overhead. The words "Bar Harbor, Maine" were painted in the sky. The box had brass hinges and a clever latch. What it didn't have was a lock. Jessie flipped open the lid, immediately smelling

在家庭活动室看电视。 她悄悄爬上了楼。 进了埃文的房间。特雷斯基家有一条严格的规定：未经明确邀请，任何人不得进入别人的房间。 这就是术语。这意味着杰西不得不说：“埃文，我能进你的房间吗？”而埃文不得不说：“可以。” 所以即使埃文的门大开着，只是跨过门槛就是直接违规，要罚款一美元。 但这是杰西最不关心的。 她悄悄走到埃文的书架前，拿起一个雪松木盒——这是埃文选择的全家暑假纪念品。 盒子上橙红色的木头上刻着一个场景：一艘帆船驶过灯塔，海鸥从头顶飞过。 天空上画着“缅因州巴尔港”的字样。 这个盒子有黄铜铰链和一个灵巧的门闩。 它缺的是一把锁。 杰西掀开盖子，立刻闻了闻

the spicy, sharp scent of the wood. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her hands started pawing through the bills. Dozens of them. There was a ten and a bunch of fives and more ones than she could count. She sat on Evan's bed and quickly sorted out the money. Evan had one hundred and three dollars and eleven cents. Eighty-nine cents less than she had. Eighty-nine cents. He could sell one lousy cup of lemonade tomorrow and beat her. And there was nothing she could do about it because she'd be at the beach. I can't let him win, she thought. I can't. She had gotten to the point where she couldn't even remember what had started the whole war. She couldn't remember why it had been so important to win in the first place. Now she just had to win. She messed up the money and stuffed it back into the box. That night in bed, she lay awake trying to think

木头的辛辣、刺鼻的气味。 她简直不敢相信自己的眼睛。 她的手开始在账单上摸索。 有几十个。有一个10，一堆5，还有更多的1，她数不清。 她坐在埃文的床上，迅速把钱整理好。 埃文有103美元11美分。 比她少了八十九美分。 八十九美分。他明天只要卖一杯蹩脚的柠檬水就能打败她。 她对此无能为力，因为她在海滩上。 我不能让他赢，她想。 我不能。她甚至不记得是什么引起了这场战争。 她记不起当初为什么获胜如此重要。 现在她只要赢就行了。她把钱弄乱，塞回盒子里。 那天晚上，她躺在床上，睡不着，试图思考

of some way to stop Evan from selling even a single glass. Sometimes in the dark, dark thoughts come. Jessie had a very dark thought. The next morning was Sunday, and the rule in the Treski house was that everyone could sleep in as late as he or she wanted. But Jessie awoke to the sound of the electric garage door opening. She sat up in bed and checked the clock: 8:00 a.m. Then she looked out her window just in time to see Evan pedaling away on his bike, his backpack on his back. She quickly dressed and hurried down to the kitchen. Her mom was making scrambled eggs and toast. "Hi, Jess. Want some?" she asked, pointing with her spatula at the pan of sizzling eggs. "No, thanks," said Jessie. "I washed your blue bathing suit last night. It's hanging in the basement. What time are the Moriartys picking you up?"

让埃文连一杯酒都卖不出去 有时在黑暗中，阴暗的想法会出现。 杰西有一个非常阴暗的想法。 第二天早上是星期天，特雷斯基家的规矩是，每个人都可以想睡多晚就睡多晚。 但杰西被车库电动门打开的声音惊醒了。 她从床上坐起来，看了看表：早上8点。 然后，她向窗外望去，正好看到埃文骑着自行车，背上背着背包。 她迅速穿好衣服，匆匆下楼到厨房。 她妈妈正在做炒鸡蛋和烤面包。 “嗨,杰斯。要来点吗？”她问，用锅铲指着那锅滋滋作响的鸡蛋。 “不，谢谢，”杰西说。 “我昨晚洗了你的蓝色泳衣。 它挂在地下室。 莫里亚蒂一家什么时候来接你？”