时间:2018-12-31 作者:英语课 分类:97 The Radio Mystery


英语课

“A special ghost!” Benny breathed, awestruck. “Tell us about it!”



“Let’s have dessert first,” Jocelyn said.



Everyone helped clear the table while Gwen brought in dishes of chocolate pudding with whipped cream.



“Years ago,” Jocelyn said, “radio stations put on plays. Writers wrote the plays, and actors read the parts on the air. The radio plays were very popular. The actors whose shows were on the air in big cities were sometimes very famous.”



“Like people on TV these days,” Jessie said.



Jocelyn nodded. “Many, many years ago, there was a young woman in Deer Crossing who wanted to be a radio star. Her name was Daphne Owens. She played in nearly every radio show on WCXZ. Those shows could only be heard in Deer Crossing, but Daphne was sure her big break was just around the corner.”



“Big break?” Violet asked.



“Onto a show at a bigger radio station,” Gwen explained. “If she got on one of the city stations, millions of people would hear her.”



Jocelyn went on. “One day, Daphne heard about a talent scout 1 from the city, who was visiting small stations, looking for good actors to hire. Daphne bragged 2 to everyone in town that when the talent scout heard her, he would hire her on the spot. Soon she’d be famous.”



“What happened?” Benny asked.



“The day the talent scout came to WCXZ, a huge thunderstorm disrupted the broadcast,” Jocelyn said. “The lights went out and the equipment went haywire. The talent scout didn’t have time to wait. He went on to the next station.”



“What did Daphne do?” Henry asked.



“Daphne lost her big chance,” said Jocelyn. “She didn’t show up for work the next day. Or the next.”



“She was never seen in town again,” Gwen said dramatically.



“People guessed Daphne was so upset, she just picked up and moved,” Jocelyn said. “But nobody knew for sure.”



“She never called or wrote to anyone in Deer Crossing?” Jessie asked.



Jocelyn shook her head. “Not a word. It was very strange. After a while, people quit worrying about her.”



“At the station, they joke that Daphne Owens is ‘haunting’ the place whenever anything goes wrong,” Gwen said.



“It’s no joke now,” Jocelyn said seriously. “The last few times the lights have gone out, objects have mysteriously disappeared. So far, the station has lost a headset and a set of rare records. These ‘hauntings’ are costing the station a lot of money.”



“People blame the ghost for the stolen things?” Violet wanted to know.



“Not me,” Jocelyn said. “I don’t believe in ghosts.”



“The strange things always seem to happen while we’re broadcasting the daily mystery show,” Gwen said. “Some of the cast members are threatening to quit. They’re scared.”



“Can you hire new actors?” Henry wanted to know.



Jocelyn sighed. “That’s another problem. The cast works for free. If they quit, I don’t know how I’ll find anyone else willing to work for nothing. I can’t afford to pay them. And I’m worried that if things keep going wrong during the live mystery show, people will stop listening.”



Gwen shook her head sadly. “That would be awful.”



“That’s why I called you,” Jocelyn concluded. “I’m hoping you’ll be able to help us find the ghost.”



“We’d be happy to help,” Henry said, speaking for them all.



“That’s great,” Jocelyn said, relieved. “Gwen will take you to the station tomorrow morning. You can watch the live mystery broadcast and look for clues.”



As the Aldens headed upstairs to their rooms, Gwen stopped them.



“My grandmother really loves that station,” she said. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”



Jessie looked at her, surprised. “We’ll do our best.”



“Your best had better be good enough!” Gwen spun 3 on one heel and left, her long red hair swinging behind her.



“I don’t think Gwen likes us,” Violet said.



“She’s probably just upset about the trouble at the station,” Henry said. “We’ve got a ‘ghost’ to catch tomorrow. We’d better get to bed.”



The next morning, Gwen greeted the Alden children with glasses of fresh orange juice. “Good morning,” she said, with no trace of the night before’s unpleasantness.



Grandfather was finishing his breakfast. “If I eat another waffle, I won’t be able to move!”



“Great,” said Benny. “That leaves more for me.”



When they had eaten, the four Aldens and Gwen stacked their dishes in the sink. “The station is right in town,” Gwen told them. “It’s a short walk.”



She led the way down Main Street. They passed the Route 11 Diner, which was across from a small park with a fountain and jogging paths. Next was Earl’s Auto 4 Sales, then a small one-story building with WCXZ on the front door.



The kids walked into a tiny lobby facing a glass-walled room. A slender, blond man wearing headphones waved at them. Then he punched some buttons, took off his headphones, and came out, smiling. Music played from speakers mounted near the lobby ceiling.



“You must be the Alden kids,” he said. “Jocelyn told me you were coming. I’m Avery Drake.”



“Avery is the DJ and engineer,” Gwen added.



“Ever been in a radio control booth before?” Avery asked. “Come on in.”



The Aldens eagerly followed him inside.



“What’s that?” Benny asked, pointing to rows of buttons and dials built into a desk. A box of doughnuts sat on top, next to a green plastic sports water bottle.



“That’s called a console,” Avery said. “These buttons and switches control the sound, music selections, and commercials that you hear on the radio.”



“Nice turntable,” Henry commented. “Our grandfather has a record player at home.”



“We still play records.” Avery held up a large plastic disk. “Before cassettes and CDs, people played records on record players. We have a CD changer, too, but Luther kept his turntables. Some of his records are valuable.”



“We heard a set of records was stolen,” Jessie said.



Avery’s face darkened. “I hope you kids can get to the bottom of this ghost business. Jocelyn Hawley has had a hard time since Luther died.”



“Have you ever seen the ghost?” Benny asked.



“I’m not sure,” Avery replied, frowning. “The day the records were stolen, I thought I saw someone — or something — slip out the side door. But when I looked outside, no one was there.”



“Who could it have been?” Henry asked.



Avery shook his head. “I have no idea. I only caught a glimpse. The culprit hasn’t been leaving any clues behind. I’m almost starting to believe that it really could be a ghost.”



“Are you the only DJ?” Violet asked.



Avery nodded. “The station airs from nine in the morning until eight at night. It’s off the air overnight. If I need a break, like now, I put on a long record. I play preprogrammed shows from six to eight in the evening, so I can go to dinner. I usually go running then, too.”



Jessie noticed a blue duffel bag in the corner. A cubby with a curtain drawn 5 halfway 6 revealed hangers 7 and a mirror.



“May I talk into your microphone?” Benny asked.



“Benny!” said Violet.



Avery laughed. “Not this time, Benny. But you can listen on the headset while I cue up a commercial.” He slipped the earphones on Benny’s head and punched a few buttons on the console. Benny heard the song end and a jingle 8 for Earl’s Auto Sales warbled through the headphones.



“It’s almost time for the live mystery show,” Gwen said, glancing at the clock. “I need to check my tapes and props 9. Why don’t you look around the rest of the station yourselves and meet me in the soundstage in a few minutes?”



The soundstage was another glass-walled room that faced one side of Avery’s booth.



Two women and a young man were standing 10 in the center of the soundstage, reading aloud from yellow-covered notebooks. A third woman, with spiky 11 black hair, arranged standing microphones in front of the three readers.



Before Gwen went into the soundstage, she said, “That’s DeeDee, Gayle, and Sean. They are our actors this week. Workers at the diner take turns being on the show.”



“Let’s go down here,” Jessie suggested, motioning toward a narrow hallway. The hallway divided the soundstage and control booth. At one end was a door marked EXIT.



“This must be the side door that Avery saw the ghost slip out of,” Violet said. “I guess it leads outside.”



Benny was examining a gray metal box built into the wall next to the door. “What is this?” asked Benny, pointing to the box.



“It’s probably a fuse box,” Jessie replied. “We have one that looks like that in our basement. It controls the electric lights and the power.”



Off the hall, the Aldens found a small room. Plastic chairs were pulled up around a scarred table in the center of the room. A soda 12 machine stood next to a counter that held a tiny microwave.



“This must be the room where people take breaks,” Henry guessed.



Jessie peered into a display cabinet opposite the soda machine. “Look at all the trophies 13 and plaques 14 the station got for being a local sports sponsor.”



Violet noticed a framed black-and-white picture showing two football players and a cheerleader in old-fashioned uniforms. Other photos showed groups of people talking into microphones. A pretty girl with a ponytail was in nearly every picture.



“I wonder if these are people who used to work at the radio station,” she said.



Gwen stuck her head in the room. “We just finished the run-through,” she said.



“What’s that?” asked Violet.



“It’s when we read through the script with the sound effects and everything,” Gwen answered. “A rehearsal 15. We’re about to broadcast the show. You’d better come watch, since you’re supposed to be detectives. Be ready for anything,” she added.



“Gwen acts like we’re the enemy,” Jessie whispered to Henry as they left the break-room. “I’d like to know why.”



The spiky-haired woman who had been setting up microphones frowned when the Aldens came through the soundstage door with Gwen.



“I’m not crazy about extra kids on the set,” she said.



Gwen ignored her. “These are the Aldens,” she announced to everyone in the room. “They’re visiting.”



The actors smiled in the Aldens’ direction. The spiky-haired woman kept frowning.



“This is Frances St. Clair,” said Gwen, introducing the woman. “She writes the mystery show script and the commercials.”



“But I don’t plan to stick around Deer Crossing forever writing jingles,” Frances said.



“Where are you going?” Benny asked.



“Hollywood,” she said. “Just as soon as I finish my movie script. It’ll be made into a big movie, and I’ll be rich and famous.”



“Wow!” Benny was impressed.



“But until then, I have to write these silly radio plays.” She handed Henry a yellow-covered notebook. “This is today’s show. It’s the first episode of a story that will run twenty minutes a day for the rest of the week.” Frances lowered her voice so the other people in the room wouldn’t hear. “I just hope the actors have all studied their lines. Of course, for amateurs, they aren’t half bad, especially the new lady over there.” She nodded toward an older woman with iron-gray hair and a pink apron 16.



“That’s DeeDee,” Gwen told the Aldens. “She just moved to town and started working at the diner and on our show.”



“Why is she wearing an apron?” Benny asked. “Is that part of a costume?”



Gwen smiled. “The actors don’t wear costumes for radio plays, Benny. Nobody can see them, remember? DeeDee probably has on that apron because she came directly from her shift at the diner, or she’ll go right to work when this is over.”



Frances clapped her hands. “All right, people, the run-through went fine. We’re on the air in two minutes. Places, please. Gwen, are you ready?”



Gwen stood behind her own microphone, which was set back from the actors. A tape recorder and a box were propped 17 on a stool beside her. She smiled. “Ready!”



“Then let’s do it,” said Frances. She left the soundstage. Just then, Grandfather and Jocelyn entered the station. They stood in the hall with Frances.



The kids heard the fading notes of a commercial. Then Frances counted down and brought down her arm in a signal. In the hall, a red light that said ON AIR flashed on.



The older woman named DeeDee turned to a young brown-haired actress and said, in a British accent, “Muriel, my dear. Would you like a spot of tea?”



The woman playing Muriel opened her mouth to reply.



But before she spoke 18, the lights went out.



The ON AIR sign glowed like an eerie 19 red eye as a horrible scream filled the station.



n.童子军,侦察员;v.侦察,搜索
  • He was mistaken for an enemy scout and badly wounded.他被误认为是敌人的侦察兵,受了重伤。
  • The scout made a stealthy approach to the enemy position.侦察兵偷偷地靠近敌军阵地。
v.自夸,吹嘘( brag的过去式和过去分词 )
  • He bragged to his friends about the crime. 他向朋友炫耀他的罪行。
  • Mary bragged that she could run faster than Jack. 玛丽夸口说她比杰克跑得快。 来自《简明英汉词典》
v.纺,杜撰,急转身
  • His grandmother spun him a yarn at the fire.他奶奶在火炉边给他讲故事。
  • Her skilful fingers spun the wool out to a fine thread.她那灵巧的手指把羊毛纺成了细毛线。
n.(=automobile)(口语)汽车
  • Don't park your auto here.别把你的汽车停在这儿。
  • The auto industry has brought many people to Detroit.汽车工业把许多人吸引到了底特律。
v.拖,拉,拔出;adj.憔悴的,紧张的
  • All the characters in the story are drawn from life.故事中的所有人物都取材于生活。
  • Her gaze was drawn irresistibly to the scene outside.她的目光禁不住被外面的风景所吸引。
adj.中途的,不彻底的,部分的;adv.半路地,在中途,在半途
  • We had got only halfway when it began to get dark.走到半路,天就黑了。
  • In study the worst danger is give up halfway.在学习上,最忌讳的是有始无终。
n.衣架( hanger的名词复数 );挂耳
  • The singer was surrounded by the usual crowd of lackeys and hangers on. 那个歌手让那帮总是溜须拍马、前呼後拥的人给围住了。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • I want to put some of my good hangers in Grandpa's closet. 我想在爷爷的衣橱放几个好的衣架。 来自辞典例句
n.叮当声,韵律简单的诗句;v.使叮当作响,叮当响,押韵
  • The key fell on the ground with a jingle.钥匙叮当落地。
  • The knives and forks set up their regular jingle.刀叉发出常有的叮当声。
小道具; 支柱( prop的名词复数 ); 支持者; 道具; (橄榄球中的)支柱前锋
  • Rescuers used props to stop the roof of the tunnel collapsing. 救援人员用支柱防止隧道顶塌陷。
  • The government props up the prices of farm products to support farmers' incomes. 政府保持农产品价格不变以保障农民们的收入。
n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的
  • After the earthquake only a few houses were left standing.地震过后只有几幢房屋还立着。
  • They're standing out against any change in the law.他们坚决反对对法律做任何修改。
adj.长而尖的,大钉似的
  • Your hairbrush is too spiky for me.你的发刷,我觉得太尖了。
  • The spiky handwriting on the airmail envelope from London was obviously hers.发自伦敦的航空信封上的尖长字迹分明是她的。
n.苏打水;汽水
  • She doesn't enjoy drinking chocolate soda.她不喜欢喝巧克力汽水。
  • I will freshen your drink with more soda and ice cubes.我给你的饮料重加一些苏打水和冰块。
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
  • His football trophies were prominently displayed in the kitchen. 他的足球奖杯陈列在厨房里显眼的位置。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  • The hunter kept the lion's skin and head as trophies. 这猎人保存狮子的皮和头作为纪念品。 来自《现代英汉综合大词典》
(纪念性的)匾牌( plaque的名词复数 ); 纪念匾; 牙斑; 空斑
  • Primary plaques were detectable in 16 to 20 hours. 在16到20小时内可查出原发溶斑。
  • The gondoliers wore green and white livery and silver plaques on their chests. 船夫们穿着白绿两色的制服,胸前别着银质徽章。
n.排练,排演;练习
  • I want to play you a recording of the rehearsal.我想给你放一下彩排的录像。
  • You can sharpen your skills with rehearsal.排练可以让技巧更加纯熟。
n.围裙;工作裙
  • We were waited on by a pretty girl in a pink apron.招待我们的是一位穿粉红色围裙的漂亮姑娘。
  • She stitched a pocket on the new apron.她在新围裙上缝上一只口袋。
支撑,支持,维持( prop的过去式和过去分词 )
  • He sat propped up in the bed by pillows. 他靠着枕头坐在床上。
  • This fence should be propped up. 这栅栏该用东西支一支。
n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说
  • They sourced the spoke nuts from our company.他们的轮辐螺帽是从我们公司获得的。
  • The spokes of a wheel are the bars that connect the outer ring to the centre.辐条是轮子上连接外圈与中心的条棒。
adj.怪诞的;奇异的;可怕的;胆怯的
  • It's eerie to walk through a dark wood at night.夜晚在漆黑的森林中行走很是恐怖。
  • I walked down the eerie dark path.我走在那条漆黑恐怖的小路上。
学英语单词
a slut
Alliance for Progress
artificial duct
asymptotic slope
beldame
bid-price
bierstekers
blank map
Briss
catheretic
cathodic protection automatically controlled
causeymakers
cet. par.
chilauni
Coffeen Lake
compost grinder
Conia.
cooled-air circulation refrigeration machine
crystal sender
denalis
dibenzyltin dibromide
earth filtering
epoxy-amine resin
financial services sector
Fluvoxaminum
FSBO
fuel-savings
gadolinites
gosther
hard to get
hide your light under a bushel
high-centre
hokiangas
hopper freight car
Humbauville
if push comes to shove
integral ring
isdn digital subscriber line
Kichma
larval molting
lime arsenate
lineshaft
loovesum
m mode ultrasonic scanning
mass extinction coefficient
Mead, Margaret
medullary plate (or neural plate)
metal halide
metauranopilite
microsporosis capitis
My Quang
nonelement
oceanic bonitoes
office of prime minister and cabinet
Olintepeque
outline bar
palaeocon
phellodendron amurenses
piezoelectric driver
pillar crane
plasterable
political agenda
polyp of rectum
polyphenylene sulfide composite
priscillians
pullig
quadrumana
records service firing
rocker keel
roof structure to falls
rotating coupler
Rotava
salsaed
sindony
sisso
sodium metazirconate
speedometer main shaft
squeakless
stereocamera
stiklestad
studio floor
subgalea
subsurface trickle irrigation
superparts
supervacaneousness
television tape
text library
the fine print
the presence or absence of anthocyanin pigments
the sweets and bitters of life
thrust lift nozzle
time trial
unilateral hermaph-roditism
uniprocessor system
unrestless
value number
vertical phasing
vibration regulation law
wastoid
water bone infection
xestia csoevarii
yolk sphere