12. Down the River

DOWN THE RIVER 12 Sam, Lucy, and Antonio chased the money jar as artwork hurled it back and forth down the hall. Sam reached for it, but it flew over his head. "This way!" Lucy yelled. She sped around a corner.

沿河而下12山姆、露西和安东尼奥追着钱罐跑，钱罐在大厅里被抛来抛去。 山姆伸手去拿，但它从他头顶飞过。 “这样!”露西喊道。她急匆匆地拐了个弯。

A painting of a tree flung the jar up a flight of stairs. It was caught by a doodle of an elderly woman. The woman threw the jar to a sketch of a caterpillar. The hall monitors raced up the steps— then stopped. Sam whispered, "Do you hear something dripping?" "More than dripping," Lucy said. Antonio said, "That sounds like a gushing faucet." Sam gasped. Paint was dripping from every single piece of art! It ran down the walls and puddled on the floor. The canvases on the wall were drained of color— they all turned white! There was so much paint, it began rising like a river!

一幅画着一棵树的画把罐子扔上了一段楼梯。 它被一个老妇人的涂鸦抓住了。 那个女人把罐子扔到一只毛毛虫的素描上。 大厅的监控器跑上台阶——然后停了下来。 山姆小声说：“你听到有东西在滴水吗？”“不仅仅是滴水。”露茜说。 安东尼奥说：“听起来像水龙头在喷水。” 山姆气喘吁吁地说。每一件艺术品上都滴着颜料！它顺着墙壁跑下来，在地板上淌水。 墙上的画布没有了颜色——全都变成了白色！油漆太多了，它开始像一条河一样上涨！

All of a sudden— A river of paint rushed toward them. "Ahh!" Lucy cried out as the friends were swept up in a flood of thick, wet, multicolored paint. "Look!" Sam said. "The jar is over there!" It was bobbing in the river of paint. Every time the friends got close to it, the jar was carried farther away.

突然，一股油漆流向他们涌来。 “啊!”当朋友们被一股又厚又湿的彩色油漆卷走时，露茜叫了起来。 “看!”山姆说。“罐子在那边！”它在油漆河中上下浮动。 每次朋友们走近罐子，罐子就被抬得更远。

"Quick, hold hands!" Antonio shouted. "If we form a chain, we can reach it!" Antonio grabbed Lucy's hand. Lucy gripped Sam's. Sam tried to grab the jar...

“快，牵手！”安东尼奥喊道。 “如果我们排成一条链，我们就能到达它！”安东尼奥抓住露茜的手。 露西抓住山姆的手。萨姆试图抓住那个罐子……

"I can't quite get it!" Sam yelled. They heard Ms. Winter's voice coming from inside the auditorium: "Now for sale: Our most prized piece! A self-portrait painted by Orson Eerie!" "Hurry! We are almost out of time!" Lucy shouted. The paint river flung them around a corner. Sam's fingertips scraped the jar. "So close..." He felt his heart pounding as he lunged for the jar!

“我不太明白！”萨姆喊道。 他们听到温特的声音从礼堂里传来：“现在出售：我们最珍贵的作品！奥森·怪诞的自画像！”“快点!我们快没时间了！”露西喊。 油漆河把他们抛到了拐角处。 萨姆的指尖擦了擦罐子。 “这么近……”当他扑向罐子时，他感到自己的心砰砰直跳！