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Brrr!” said Jessie, buttoning her jacket up to her chin. “It sure is cold!”
Winter was definitely in the air at the Farm Meadow Nursery. Swags of greenery were looped along the fence. Tiny white lights twinkled in the evergreen1 trees.
The Aldens had driven to the nursery with their grandfather to pick up decorations for the festival. Today they would begin decorating the square with greenery. The festival was only three days away.
“It’s supposed to be cold,” Benny told Jessie as they walked among the potted spruce and fir trees. “Who ever heard of a hot Winter Festival?”
Jessie held tightly to the strap2 of her tote bag. Even though there were few people around, she wasn’t taking any chances.
Benny saw his sister grip the strap. “Are you sure somebody tried to grab your bag yesterday?” he asked.
“Positive,” she replied. “Whoever it was pulled hard. That person definitely wanted this bag. But the only thing I carry in it is the festival notebook.”
“Why would anyone want your notebook?” Benny asked.
“I don’t know,” Jessie replied. She’d be glad when the festival was over. Being her grandfather’s assistant was a lot of responsibility.
Violet caught up to them. She had been taking pictures. Now she snapped Benny standing3 beside a small fir tree.
“The tree is just your size!” she said, laughing.
The three of them found Henry and Grandfather loading holly4 branches into the trunk of their car.
“Ouch!” Henry cried. “The points on this holly are going right through my gloves.”
“Be careful,” Grandfather warned. “Let’s load the wreaths next.”
The Aldens stacked pine wreaths on the backseat. A bushel of pine cones5 was placed on the floor.
“The town square is going to look so pretty,” Jessie said as they all squeezed into the car.
They drove from the nursery to town. Today Grandfather had special permission to drive up the lane into the square. Once they were in the square, everyone hopped6 out of the car.
“Let’s pile the greens next to the statue,” Grandfather directed, unlocking the trunk. “The rest of my decorating committee should be here soon.”
Benny was staring at the statue. His mouth fell open. “Look!” he cried.
Jessie gasped7.
“Oh, no!” Violet exclaimed.
The Minuteman had been painted a bright, cheery red. Red paint coated the statue, from his bronze toes to the top of his musket8.
“Oh, my,” Grandfather remarked.
Dawn Wellington rushed into the square. “Mr. Alden,” she said breathlessly. “I tried to call you, but your housekeeper9 said you were out. Isn’t it awful?”
“A terrible prank,” Grandfather agreed.
Just then, Mrs. Turner came out of the drugstore. “Mr. Alden! When I got to work this morning, that’s what I saw!”
Violet noticed a red-smeared can in one of the trash cans.
“Here are the paint cans,” she said.
Henry turned to the waitress. “We asked Mr. Kirby if he could store the cans for us until today. He told us to leave them outside and he would put them away.”
“I left early yesterday,” said Mrs. Turner. “I remember seeing your paint things by the door.”
“That’s where we left them.” Henry touched one of the statue’s red-painted boots. “It’s still sticky. It wasn’t painted that long ago.”
“Probably early this morning,” Grandfather said. “Good thing it’s water-based paint. Since it’s not dry yet, it should wash off.”
“I’ll get some soap and water,” Dawn offered, and dashed across the square to her studio. She returned with two buckets filled with hot, soapy water and several scrub brushes.
The Aldens got right to work. With Dawn and Grandfather’s help, the statue soon went from tomato red to its normal bronze color.
“Did you see anyone this morning?” Henry asked Dawn when they were finished. “Anybody who looked suspicious?”
She shook her blond ponytail. “No one. I came in early because I wanted to get started on the souvenir booklet. I planned to take shots of the square in the morning light. What a shock to see this bright red statue!”
“Well, it’s over and done with,” Grand-father said. “Let’s get on with the festival preparations.”
But before anyone could move, Sylvia Pepper flew out from her shop. “Do you see that?” she demanded, pointing to her doorway10 with its address numbers.
Benny realized immediately what was wrong. “The numbers are backward,” he said. “It should be two-one-one, not one-one-two.”
“Exactly!” Sylvia screeched11. “When I got to work this morning, someone had switched the address numbers. Everyone’s addresses are wrong!”
Sure enough, the brass12 numbers over every shop door were out of order. Dawn’s shop, number 209, was now 902. All around the square, the address numbers were mixed up.
“I don’t understand,” said Dawn. “I thought Greenfield was a nice, quiet town. That’s why I moved here.”
“It is a nice place,” Violet said, defending her town. “These things have never happened before.”
“Well, it doesn’t seem very nice now,” said Sylvia. “When my lease is up, I might look for another location for Sylvia’s Blooms.”
James Alden put out a calming hand. “Let’s not panic,” he said. “This is just a practical joke.”
Dawn looked uneasy. “But the person did all this without being seen. It’s like a phantom13.”
“The phantom of Greenfield square,” Henry said. It was strange that no one saw the vandal.
“The culprit is probably miles away,” said Grandfather.
Benny wasn’t so sure. But there was a way to find out.
Red paint was hard to clean off. At home last night, he had to scrub a long time to remove the red paint from under his fingernails. The person who painted the statue must have red fingernails, too.
“Do you want us to look for whoever did it?” he asked his grandfather.
“Thanks, Benny. But I think we should work on the festival. I’ll fix the address numbers right now.”
“We’ll unload the decorations,” Henry offered.
The Aldens walked over to the car. Grandfather fetched a small toolbox and went back to Sylvia’s shop. The children gathered armloads of greenery. They heaped the decorations at the base of Josiah Wade14.
“Something strange is going on,” Jessie remarked as she straightened an evergreen garland. “Who would paint the statue?”
“Or switch the address numbers?” Henry wondered. “Why mess up the square when the festival is just days away?”
Benny carefully placed holly branches on the brick pavement. “Maybe somebody doesn’t want the festival.”
“Who wouldn’t want a fun celebration?” asked Violet. “And for such a good cause, too.”
“I guess everyone doesn’t feel the way we do about our town,” Henry said, glancing at Cooke’s Drugstore. “I’d like to ask Mr. Kirby what he did with our paint cans.”
When the last wreath was stacked neatly15 beside the statue, Grandfather came over.
“Since we’ve been working extra hard today, let’s have lunch in the drugstore,” he suggested.
“I sure could use a piece of Mrs. Turner’s apple pie.” Benny had eaten all the crackers16 Mrs. McGregor packed in his knapsack.
Jessie laughed. “Well, you’ll have to last long enough to eat a sandwich first.”
Inside the drugstore, Henry said to Jessie, “Could you order me a tuna sandwich? I want to talk to Mr. Kirby.”
“I’m coming, too,” Violet said.
Mr. Kirby didn’t look happy to see them. “What can I do for you?” he asked Henry.
“Yesterday we left some paint supplies,” Henry said. “We asked you to keep them for us overnight. You said to leave them outside and you would bring them in.”
“Right,” Mr. Kirby said. “When I locked up last night, I didn’t see any paint cans. I thought you had taken them home after all.”
Returning to their stools, Henry whispered to Violet, “Somebody took the paint cans! Then that person came back after everyone was gone and painted the statue.”
“But who?” asked Violet.
After apple pie with cinnamon sauce, Mrs. Turner’s new creation, the Aldens returned to the square.
“Where are the people who are supposed to help decorate?” Jessie asked Grandfather. She flipped17 through her festival notebook. “Dawn Wellington, Rick Bass18, Sylvia Pepper, Mr. Ames the hardware store owner, and Ms. Reit from the jewelry19 store are on the committee.”
Grandfather checked his watch. “They were supposed to meet here at two-thirty. Maybe they forgot. I have a meeting, but first I’ll pop into the shops and remind everyone.”
“We’ll do that, Grandfather,” Violet said. She was afraid her grandfather was working too hard on this festival.
Henry took off his jacket and left it at the base of the statue. The chilly20 morning had warmed up.
“We’ll leave our things here. We won’t be gone that long,” he said.
Jessie glanced around the empty square. She could look through any shop window and see the statue. Her bag should be safe here for a few minutes.
The children walked around, reminding the members of the decorating committee. Only Rick Bass wasn’t available. He wasn’t in the museum in the basement of the town hall. No one had seen him all day.
When they were on their way back to the statue, Jessie noticed something odd. Her tote bag was lying in a different spot from where she had left it. She ran to check it. Her notebook was still there.
Benny was hunting for his knapsack. “I put it right here.” He finally found it under a pile of holly.
“Someone’s been in our things,” Jessie told Henry.
Henry picked up his jacket. Sure enough, the pockets were turned inside out. “Someone went through my jacket.”
Violet looked around for her camera bag.
“Oh, no,” she moaned. “I left my bag here and it’s gone!”
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evergreen
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| n.常青树；adj.四季常青的 | |
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strap
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| n.皮带，带子；v.用带扣住，束牢；用绷带包扎 | |
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standing
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| n.持续，地位；adj.永久的，不动的，直立的，不流动的 | |
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holly
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| n.[植]冬青属灌木 | |
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cones
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| n.（人眼）圆锥细胞；圆锥体( cone的名词复数 )；球果；圆锥形东西；（盛冰淇淋的）锥形蛋卷筒 | |
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hopped
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| 跳上[下]( hop的过去式和过去分词 )； 单足蹦跳； 齐足（或双足）跳行； 摘葎草花 | |
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gasped
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| v.喘气( gasp的过去式和过去分词 )；喘息；倒抽气；很想要 | |
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musket
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| n.滑膛枪 | |
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housekeeper
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| n.管理家务的主妇，女管家 | |
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doorway
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screeched
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| v.发出尖叫声( screech的过去式和过去分词 )；发出粗而刺耳的声音；高叫 | |
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brass
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| n.黄铜；黄铜器，铜管乐器 | |
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phantom
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| n.幻影，虚位，幽灵；adj.错觉的，幻影的，幽灵的 | |
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wade
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| v.跋涉，涉水；n.跋涉 | |
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neatly
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| adv.整洁地，干净地，灵巧地，熟练地 | |
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crackers
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| adj.精神错乱的，癫狂的n.爆竹( cracker的名词复数 )；薄脆饼干；（认为）十分愉快的事；迷人的姑娘 | |
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flipped
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| 轻弹( flip的过去式和过去分词 )； 按（开关）； 快速翻转； 急挥 | |
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bass
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| n.男低音(歌手)；低音乐器；低音大提琴 | |
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jewelry
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| n.（jewllery）（总称）珠宝 | |
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chilly
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