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“That man at the library had to be the rudest person I ever saw,” Jessie said as they taped the last poster to a pole at the Greenfield train station.
“He certainly was,” Henry agreed.
Jessie checked her watch again. “Anyway, Mr. Finch1’s train should be arriving any minute. Are we ready?”
“I’m ready!” Benny replied.
“Me, too,” said Henry.
“So am I,” added Violet. “Except that … I’m a little nervous.” She laughed.
Jessie said, “I hope the train isn’t late. I wouldn’t want—”
At that moment, far in the distance, came the faint blast2 of a horn.
“It won’t be late,” Henry said.
They leaned forward to get a good look as it came around the bend. Jessie straightened up and brushed off her clothes. “Okay, everyone get ready …”
After the train came to a complete stop, the doors slid back, and the conductors stepped off. They wore handsome blue uniforms with gold buttons down the front. Then, the passengers began coming out. There were a lot of them. Some were people the Aldens recognized as Greenfield residents. Others were strangers.
The Aldens didn’t know which car Finch was in, so they watched all the doors. Violet noticed a family with a little girl and a little boy get off the train. She could see that the two children were crying. The little boy was rubbing both eyes and pouting3. The little girl, with tears streaming down her face, was holding a long leather leash4. And their father was carrying what appeared to be a large box with a red blanket over it.
“Hey, look over there,” Violet said to Henry.
“Do you see Mr. Finch?” Henry replied.
“No, those two small children. They’re crying.”
A conductor came over and spoke5 with the family. He was a friendly looking man, with blazing6 red hair sticking out from under his conductor’s cap. He first talked to the parents, who looked worried. Then he crouched7 down and tried to cheer up the children. He got two lollipops8 from inside his jacket. The children took them, but they didn’t stop crying.
“I wonder what’s wrong,” Benny wondered.
“I don’t know,” Violet said. “I can’t hear with so many other people around. There’s too much noise.”
The conductor stood up again and patted the little boy on the back. The father stroked his daughter’s hair and said something to her. Then the conductor led them away.
“How sad,” Jessie said.
“Yeah,” Henry agreed. “I hope they’re okay. But has anyone seen Mr. Finch yet?” He tried to see over the crowd, but he wasn’t quite tall enough.
“No,” Jessie said, looking around carefully. “No sign of him.”
The children moved closer to the train so they could get a better view of all the doors. A moment passed, then another. The crowd started to thin out. Passengers found their friends and families and began leaving the station. Suitcases were wheeled off, and the noise died down. Then the children were alone.
Everyone had now gotten off the train— and Gilbert Finch was nowhere in sight.
Jessie said, “Are you sure you didn’t see him?”
“I didn’t,” replied Henry. “And I’m certain I checked everyone.”
“Me, too,” said Violet.
“Maybe he didn’t realize this was his stop and forgot to get off,” Benny suggested.
“No,” Jessie said, “Greenfield is the last stop for this train until tomorrow, when it goes back up north. There are no more stops. So even if he forgot, he’d still have to get off here.”
Henry took a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. He’d written down all the information about Finch’s arrival.
“Let’s see … ten-thirty in the morning, arriving on Saturday, on train number sixteen.” They checked up and down the cars. Sure enough, right on the side of the engine, “16” was painted in big white numerals. “This is the right one,” said Henry.
“Then where is he?” Violet wondered.
They spotted9 the red-haired conductor walking down the platform counting a stack of tickets.
“He might know,” Henry said, and they jogged over to him. “Excuse me, sir?”
As the man turned, the children noticed for the first time that his uniform was all wet.
“Wow!” Benny said, unable to help it.
The conductor smiled. “Oh, that. There was a storm up north. I only stepped off for a moment, and I got soaked.”
“Must’ve been bad,” Violet said.
“It was. One of the worst I’ve seen this year. Anyway, what can I do for you kids?”
Henry took a copy of one of Finch’s books from his back pocket. It was the one he told Mr. Finch he would hold in the air when Finch got off the train so he would be able to find the Aldens quickly.
“Did you notice anyone during the trip who looked like this?” He turned the book around to show the back cover. There was a small photo of Finch, smiling. He was a handsome older man, with wavy10 brown hair and lively eyes that had a hint of mischief11 in them.
“He was supposed to meet us here this morning,” Jessie told him.
“He’s visiting our library,” Violet said.
“And his books are really good!” Benny added helpfully.
The conductor laughed. “I have a boy your age at home, so I’ll have to remember that.” He took the book from Henry and studied the photo.
“No, I’m afraid not. There was no one in my car who looked like this. You should speak to the other conductors.” He pointed12 towards the station.
“Great, thanks,” Henry told him. “Come on everyone.”
The Aldens went into the tiny station house, which was very old and beautiful. It had a dry, dusty smell, like an antique13 store. The children always enjoyed coming down here.
They found the other two conductors sitting together. They were filling out paperwork. Their uniforms were also soaked by the rain.
“That was some storm,” one of them said. “I couldn’t see anything out the window.”
“If my dog heard all that thunder and lightning, he would’ve hidden under the seats and stayed there, shaking,” said the other man. Benny remembered how much their dog, Watch, hated storms, too.
“Excuse me,” Jessie said. She explained about Finch. When Henry handed them the book, they all took a long look at the picture.
“Sounds like an interesting story,” said one of the conductors. He studied the photo carefully, then shook his head. “I’m sorry, but I don’t recall anyone who looked like that.”
“Me, neither,” said the other conductor.
“Okay,” Jessie said. “Thanks, anyway.”
They stepped back outside, closing the station door behind them.
“But he got on the train,” Jessie said. “Remember, when he called the library earlier this morning?”
“That’s right,” Henry told them, nodding. “He called from the station and told us he was getting on right then. He wanted to let us know that the train was on time so we could be here to meet him.”
“So what happened to him?” Benny wondered.
Henry took a deep breath and let it out again. “Well,” he said with his hands on his hips14, “that’s what we have to find out.”
“We should start by searching the train,” Violet suggested. “Remember what Mr. Finch wrote in The Crown Jewels of London when that professor disappeared? The first thing the little boy and girl did was go to the place where the professor was last seen, which was his office at the university.”
“That’s right, Violet,” Henry said. “Good idea. Let’s go have a look at the train.”
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finch
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| n.雀科鸣禽(如燕雀，金丝雀等) | |
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blast
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| v.炸毁，摧毁；n.爆炸，爆破，一阵，汽笛声 | |
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pouting
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| v.撅（嘴）( pout的现在分词 ) | |
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leash
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| n.牵狗的皮带，束缚；v.用皮带系住 | |
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spoke
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| 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 | |
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blazing
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| a.强烈的，燃烧的，炫目的 | |
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crouched
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| v.屈膝，蹲伏( crouch的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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lollipops
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| n.棒糖，棒棒糖( lollipop的名词复数 )；（用交通指挥牌让车辆暂停以便儿童安全通过马路的）交通纠察 | |
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spotted
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| adj.有斑点的，斑纹的，弄污了的 | |
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wavy
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| adj.有波浪的，多浪的，波浪状的，波动的，不稳定的 | |
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mischief
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| n.损害，伤害，危害；恶作剧，捣蛋，胡闹 | |
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pointed
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| adj.尖的，直截了当的 | |
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antique
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| adj.古时的，古代的；n.古物，古器，古玩 | |
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hips
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| abbr.high impact polystyrene 高冲击强度聚苯乙烯，耐冲性聚苯乙烯n.臀部( hip的名词复数 )；[建筑学]屋脊；臀围（尺寸）；臀部…的 | |
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