12 THE WHOLE BALL OF WAX

THE WHOLE BALL OF WAX An hour later, Ivy and Bean were lying on Bean's trampoline, squishing their beautiful red wax. Squish, squish, squish. They had come outside when the kitchen got too crowded with grown-ups. Ruby and Trevor's mom had made them promise never to show The Flipping Pancake to Ruby and Trevor's dad. Mrs. W. had stopped by with a dollar for her copy, just like Ivy had expected.

一个小时后，艾薇和比恩躺在比恩的蹦床上，压着他们美丽的红蜡。 压，压，压。当厨房里挤满了大人时，他们就出来了。 鲁比和特雷弗的妈妈要他们保证永远不给鲁比和特雷弗的爸爸看《翻转煎饼》。 正如艾薇所料，w夫人带着一美元来买她的那本。

But she had also asked them to stop looking in her window. Mr. Columbi did, too. And Crummy Matt's mom had actually wanted his photo back again. She had even paid for it. "Two dollars, just to get a picture back." Ivy shook her head. "Doesn't seem worth it to me."

但她也要求他们不要往她的窗户里看。 科伦比也这么做了。可怜的马特的妈妈想要回他的照片。 她甚至还付了钱。“两美元，就为了拿回一张照片。” 艾薇摇了摇头。“在我看来不值得。”

"She's his mom," said Bean. "She probably thinks it's cute. I think she's mad at Dino, though." "Ruby and Trevor are grounded, their mom said." Ivy frowned. "But if you're at home all the time anyway, how can you tell?" "I don't know" said Bean. For a while, they lay peacefully on the trampoline, squishing their wax. Then Bean sat up. Something was shuffling on the other side of her fence. "Do you hear that?" Bean whispered. "What?" whispered Ivy. Then she heard it. "Is it a bear?" She hoped it was. It wasn't a bear. It was whispering. Ivy and Bean slid quietly off the trampoline and tiptoed toward the fence. There was a lot of shuffling going on out there. And a grunt. The grunt sounded familiar. It was Crummy Matt's grunt. "I'll get 'em," he was saying. He was talking as softly as he could, but that wasn't very soft. Ivy bugged her eyes at Bean. Get 'em? What did that mean? It sounded bad.

“她是他的妈妈，”比恩说。 “她可能觉得这很可爱。 不过我觉得她在生迪诺的气。” “露比和特雷弗被禁足了，他们的妈妈说。” 艾薇皱起了眉头。“但如果你一直呆在家里，你怎么知道呢？”“我不知道。”比恩说。 一会儿，他们安静地躺在蹦床上，压着蜡。 然后比恩坐了起来。篱笆的另一边有什么东西在拖着脚。 “你听到了吗？”豆低声说。 “什么？”艾薇小声说。然后她听到了。 “是熊吗？”她希望是这样。 那不是熊。它在窃窃私语。 艾薇和比恩悄悄地从蹦床上滑下来，蹑手蹑脚地向栅栏走去。 那里有很多人在洗牌。 还有一声咕哝。那咕噜声听起来很熟悉。 那是倒霉的马特的咕噜声。 “我会抓到他们的。”他说。 他尽量轻声地说话，但那不是很轻声。 艾薇盯着比恩看。 得到他们吗?那是什么意思？ 听起来很糟糕。

"No," whispered a voice that sounded like Dino. "You grab them and I'll get 'em. But we got to go quick, because Mom's going to find out we're gone pretty soon." There was that stuff about getting them again. Yikes, Bean mouthed to Ivy. "I brought blue paint," whispered another voice. "If you hold them, I'll paint them." That sounded like Sophie W. Like a mad Sophie W. Blue paint? Ivy put her hands over her cheeks. A blue face would be okay, but not a blue face painted by a mad person.

“不，”一个听起来像迪诺的声音低声说。 “你去拿，我去拿。 但是我们得快点走，因为妈妈很快就会发现我们走了。” 他们还说要再找回来。 哎呀，憨豆对艾薇说假话。 “我带来了蓝色的油漆。”另一个声音低声说。 “如果你拿着它们，我就给它们上漆。” 听起来像苏菲·W。 就像疯狂的苏菲·w·蓝漆？ 艾薇用双手捂住脸颊。 一张蓝色的脸还可以，但一个疯子画的蓝色脸就不行了。

"Okay. You have a camera?" It sounded like Trevor. "Trevor, give me that magnifying glass. You can't light them on fire." Ruby's voice was very high and squeaky. Bean grabbed Ivy's arm and yanked. Time for a getaway. But where? For a second, they just zipped wildly around the yard. "Who says I can't?" Trevor snarled. "We're grounded already!" "Trevor, give it here!" "Shhh! They'll hear!" said Sophie W. Ivy looked at Bean. Inside, she mouthed. No. Wait, mouthed Bean. She held up her wax. Quickly, she squished it flat and stuck it under her nose. Then she lay down next to the trampoline. Come on, she beckoned to Ivy. Then she closed her eyes. "Come on!" grunted Matt. The gate latch rattled. They were coming in. Ivy smashed her wax flat against her

“好吧。你有相机吗？”听起来像特雷弗。 “特雷弗，把放大镜给我。 你不能把它们点着。” 鲁比的声音又高又尖。 比恩抓住艾薇的胳膊猛拉。 是时候逃离了。但是在哪里? 有那么一瞬间，它们在院子里狂奔。 “谁说我不能？”特雷福咆哮。 “我们已经被禁足了！”“特雷弗，给我！”“嘘!他们会听到的！” 艾薇看着比恩。在里面，她口若悬河。 否。等等，大嘴豆。她举起蜡。 她迅速地把它压扁，塞到鼻子底下。 然后她躺在蹦床旁边。 走吧，她向艾薇招手。 然后她闭上了眼睛。“来吧！”马特咕哝道。 门闩格格作响。他们进来了。 艾薇把她的蜡砸在她身上