爷爷的藏宝图A Giant Mystery（1/2）

佚名/Anonyo

The sound of the clock ade Bridget jup.It had been so quietthe livg roo.Her eyes went to the carved bck case on the desk.I, the clotued to chi.The notes sounded sad ay.

Everythg seed eptyRose Cottage sce Grandpa had died.He’d lived here fhty-o years, and Bridget had visited hi every sur of her life.Now the ttage would be sold.

“Youkeep sothg to reber Grandpa by.”Mo had said.

Bridget looked away fro the clock.That wasn’t what she o red her of Grandpa’s teasg eyes and his hugs.Would a book ake her thk of hi? She went to the shelf, but ost of the books looked b.Then she saer stickg out of a book.Gently she pulled it out.

A date was written on one side of the paper: February 1, 1927.Oher side was sothg excitg.Bridget gave a shout that brought her brother runng.

“Look what I found.”Bridget said.

Col took the paper and g the date, then gasped when he saw the other side.Above a drag were the words My Treasure Map.

“Grandpa always said he’d buried a treasure on his nd.”Bridget said.“I thought he was teasg.”

“So did I.”Col said.“This ap proves that he wasn’t.”

It le ap: jt a big circle that said The Giant and an arrow potg fro it with the words Twenty-Yard Walk.At the end of the arrow was a sall circle arked Stone, and an X.

“The Giant is what Grandpa called that big boulder”Bridget said.

“And the treasure isburied under a stoyyards fro it,”Col said.“Let’s go!”

They ran outside and grabbed shovels fro the shed.They raced across a field to The Giant.It was the only big boulder on the Iowa far, and it stood beside a strea.

Col started to walk away fro The Giant.It wasn’t easy to asure enty yards with his short strides, but a gnce around the field showed only o stohat uld hide the treasure.

“This one first,”Col said, rollg aside the bigger stone.

Bridget thrt her shovel to the dirt.What uld the treasure be?“Gold bars,”she guessed.“Or jewels—a chest full of sapphires and diaonds.”

Did the old treasure ap ake sense?

Col ughed.“Be realistic, Bridget.I’ll bet it’s oney.”

“Enough to buy a new puter or a bike?”

“Maybe enough to save this pce,”Col said.“If we fd a lot of oney, Mo won’t have to sell the ttage.Wealways spend our surs here.”

Bridget k wouldn’t be the sa without Grandpa, but she loved the old ttage.The thought of savg it spurred her oightened her grip on the shovel and dug harder.But half an hour ter, all they’d unvered was dirt.

“It t be uhe other stone.”Col said.

They oved to the other spot and dug for an hour.Bridget’s ars began to ache, and her face burhe sunlight.“The treasure isn’t here either.”she said.She turned and walked back toward the ttage.Col gritted his teeth a diggg.

Bridget went to the ttage and stared at Grandpa’s ap.Was there sothg she had issed? So ce she hadn’t snapped up? She searched the drag ch by ch, then turned over the paper.The only thg there was the date.

“I’ve got it!”Bridget cried.She raced outside and grabbed her shovel and headed for the strea he Giant.

“Where are you gog?”Col called.“Wait for .”

Col dashed to the strea, tet was alreadythe rowboat that was always tied he bank, waitg for anyone who wao cross.

Bridget didn’t say a word as they rowed across the strea.Then she led the way to a sgle stohe opposite bank.She didn’t he shovel.She jt rolled aside the stone and unvered a tal box.

Col gasped.“How did you know?”

Bridget siled.“The ap was adethe iddle of ter.Grandpa crossed the strea.He walked across the ice!”

“There’s sothg else we fot,”she he year was 1927.Grandpa hid this box when he was a little boy!”

客厅里异常安静，钟表的报时声把布里奇特吓了一跳。她转过去，看到桌子上那个雕花的黑色盒子，时钟还在里面咚咚作响，听起来悲哀且空寂。

自爷爷死后，罗斯别墅的一切看起来都是空****的。爷爷在这住了82年，以前每年夏天，布里奇特都要到这来看他。现在这座别墅要卖了。

“你可以留下点儿东西，以纪念爷爷。”妈妈说。

布里奇特不再看着时钟，那不能勾起她对爷爷逗弄的眼睛和拥抱的思念。一本书会让她想起爷爷吗？她走向书架，但大多数的书看起来令人厌烦。这时，她看见一张纸从一本书里露出来，便轻轻地把它拽出来。

纸上一面写着一个日期：1927年2月1日。另一面有些令人激动的东西，布里奇特尖叫一声，她弟弟忙跑了过来。

“看，我发现了什么！”布里奇特说道。

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