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As the children were finishing up their lunch, Sparky began barking. A moment later, the door opened and Ms. Lerner walked in. With her was a smaller, young woman who had short blond hair and a cheerful smile. She was carrying a large sketch1 pad and pencil.
“Hello, Mike,” Ms. Lerner said. “This is Rebecca Wright, the architect I told you about yesterday. Do you have a minute to show her around?”
Mike sighed. He didn’t seem happy to see Ms. Lerner again.
“I could show them around, if you’re too busy,” Henry suggested.
“That’s very nice of you,” Mike said. He introduced the Aldens to the two women. “Let me know if you need me.”
While Jessie, Violet, and Benny went back to the garage to continue painting, Henry gave the two women the same tour he’d had the day before.
“See what awful condition this place is in, Rebecca?” Ms. Lerner said to the architect.
“Oh, yes,” she agreed. Every now and then she would pause and make some quick notes on her pad.
“It really just needs some fresh paint and a little tidying up,” Henry said. “Don’t you think so, Ms. Wright?”
“You can call me Rebecca,” she said, smiling. “That would help, I guess — ”
“But we’d still need a new firehouse,” insisted Ms. Lerner, frowning at Henry.
As they passed the shelves that held the silver trophies2, Ms. Lerner stopped abruptly3. “Look at these,” she said, carefully picking up a dusty silver trophy4. She read the engraved5 inscription6 on the front. “This one is from 1865! These must be very valuable.”
“Really? It just looks like a bunch of old junk.” Rebecca picked up one of the old speaking trumpets8 and turned it over in her hands. She frowned a little and then stared at the speaking trumpet7 for a long time.
“I know a lot about antiques,” Ms. Lerner said, studying the shelf of trophies. “Well, shall we go upstairs?”
Rebecca was still holding the speaking trumpet. “Oh, uh, yes,” she said, startled out of her thoughts. She gently set the dusty trumpet back on the shelf.
When the tour was over, Henry went back to the garage. He was pleased at how clean and white the walls looked.
“We’re almost done,” Jessie called. She had taken Henry’s place on top of the ladder while he was gone. “How was the tour?”
“It was okay, I guess,” Henry said.
“What’s wrong?” asked Violet.
“I just wonder if we’ll be able to save this old place. Ms. Lerner seems determined9 to have it torn down,” Henry said.
“That just means we’ll have to work twice as hard,” said Benny.
“Is there something else bothering you?” Violet asked her older brother.
“It’s probably nothing,” Henry began. “But when I showed them the silver trophies, Rebecca and Ms. Lerner just stood there and stared at them for a very long time.”
“So? Those trophies are really neat,” said Jessie. “They probably just wanted to look at them. I think you and Benny are both looking for a mystery where there isn’t one. Like Mr. Frederick — you kept saying there was something strange about him, but I thought he was nice.”
“Maybe you’re right,” Henry said, picking up a paint roller.
Soon, with the help of a few firefighters, the Aldens had painted the whole garage. Everyone was worn out.
“It looks great!” Jessie said, sitting down to survey their work.
“Don’t sit down yet,” said Henry. “I noticed the sign by the door needs to be repainted.”
The rest of the Aldens followed him around to the front, where they all helped to touch up the sign that read GREENFIELD FIRE DEPARTMENT. In no time it sparkled with fresh paint.
“I’m going to repaint those old window boxes,” said Violet, heading over to the large windows on the side of the firehouse. The paint there was cracked and peeling. The boxes looked much better when Violet had finished with them, but still she wasn’t satisfied. “I wish it weren’t so cold out. These window boxes would be cheerier if they had flowers in them.”
“How about if we get some evergreen10 boughs11 like the ones we had in the house during the holidays?” suggested Jessie. “We could put them in the window boxes. That would brighten things up out here. Remember how nice they made the town square look for the Winter Festival?”
“Yes! What a good idea,” Henry agreed. “We’ll get some tomorrow.”
The children returned to the garage to clean up. Violet cleaned the rollers and Henry put the newspapers in the recycling bin12. Jessie folded up the ladder. Then she helped put the cans of leftover13 paint beside the door that led into the firehouse. They’d continue painting inside the next day.
Steve came out to see how the children were doing. “The garage looks like new,” he said.
Benny was just putting the lids on the leftover cans of paint when the fire alarm rang. Several firefighters ran out and started pulling on their gear.
“A kitchen fire on Chester Road,” Christine told the children as she pulled on her coat.
“I wish we could go help,” said Benny.
Steve smiled. “Maybe when you’re older.”
The children watched the firefighters getting into the trucks, which had been parked on the street while the garage was being painted.
“Why not now?” Benny asked.
“Fires are dangerous, Benny. It wouldn’t be safe and we might be in the way,” Jessie explained gently.
“Couldn’t we just watch?” Benny said, refusing to give up.
Steve looked thoughtful for a moment. “You know, I think you could. I’ll take you there in my car. We’ll stay out of the way. Come on!”
The children ran to Steve’s car, which was parked just behind the fire trucks. They were amazed at how quickly he was able to move himself from his wheelchair to the car, fold up the wheelchair, and put it in the backseat. The Aldens were ready to help, but Steve obviously didn’t need it. The children climbed into the car just as the fire trucks were roaring off.
As Steve and the Aldens took off after them, Henry, who was sitting in the front seat, noticed something unusual about the car. “There are no pedals!” he said.
“Since I can’t use my feet, I control the speed of the car and the brakes with my hands,” Steve said.
“That’s really neat,” said Jessie from the backseat.
Chester Road was only a few blocks away from the firehouse. Steve stopped the car some distance from the fire trucks, which had pulled up in front of a small yellow house. On the lawn were a man, a woman, and a small child. The Aldens realized this must be the family that lived there.
“I don’t see any smoke or fire,” said Benny.
“That’s good,” Steve said. “It may already be under control.”
Mike ran over and spoke14 briefly15 to the man and woman on the lawn. Then he directed a couple of the firefighters into the house.
“Shawn and Tom are going inside to check how bad the fire is,” Steve told the children.
Meanwhile, Christine climbed up into the back of the pumper. “She’ll control how much water goes through the hoses by using the knobs and dials up there,” Steve explained.
A firefighter was hooking up two hoses to the pumper. Another firefighter attached the loose end of one of the hoses to a nearby hydrant.
A few minutes later Shawn and Tom emerged from the house and stopped to speak to Mike and the family. The man and woman looked relieved.
Then the firefighters went back to the trucks, and Mike began calling directions out to them. “The fire’s out. There’s just a lot of smoke inside. Christine, you and Stuart can go on back to the station. Shawn and Tom, get the fans.”
“What are the fans for?” asked Violet.
“They’re to blow the smoke out of the house,” Steve answered.
The Aldens watched as Christine and Stuart disconnected the hoses and put them away inside the truck. Meanwhile, Shawn and Tom got a large fan out of the ladder truck and carried it inside.
“They didn’t get to use all the hoses and everything,” Benny said as Steve headed the car back to the firehouse.
“We never know how bad a fire is going to be, so we have to be prepared,” said Steve. “Fortunately, today it wasn’t too bad.”
When the Aldens arrived back at the firehouse, they got their bicycles and got ready to go home.
“This has been a long day!” said Violet.
“Yeah, and I’m starving,” added Benny. “Remember Mrs. McGregor said she was making chili16 for dinner tonight?”
“I’d hurry home, then, if I were you,” said Steve with a laugh. “Chili is one of my favorite dinners, and I haven’t had any in a long time.”
“Really?” asked Jessie. “We’re pretty good at making it, too — Mrs. McGregor showed us how. Maybe tomorrow we could make some for you and the other firefighters.”
“I’m off duty tomorrow, but how about the next night?” suggested Steve. “If it isn’t too much trouble.”
“It would be our pleasure,” said Henry.
And with that the children hurried home. They couldn’t wait to tell Grandfather and Mrs. McGregor, Grandfather’s housekeeper17, about their exciting day.
The next morning the Aldens rode back to the firehouse, eager to get to work. When they got there, Mike was out in front with Sparky. Mike looked very unhappy.
“What’s wrong?” Jessie asked.
“Come take a look,” he said, leading the way into the garage.
As soon as the Aldens entered the garage, they saw what was bothering Mike. Beside the door to the firehouse, all over the floor, was a huge, messy puddle18 of white paint!
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n.草图;梗概;素描;v.素描;概述 | |
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n.(为竞赛获胜者颁发的)奖品( trophy的名词复数 );奖杯;(尤指狩猎或战争中获得的)纪念品;(用于比赛或赛跑名称)奖 | |
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v.在(硬物)上雕刻(字,画等)( engrave的过去式和过去分词 );将某事物深深印在(记忆或头脑中) | |
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大树枝( bough的名词复数 ) | |
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n.箱柜;vt.放入箱内;[计算机] DOS文件名:二进制目标文件 | |
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