爷爷的藏宝图 A Giant Mystery（第1页）

爷爷的藏宝图AGiantMystery

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ThesoundoftheadeBridgetjump。Ithadbeehelivingroom。Hereyeswenttothecarvedblathedesk。

Ihetiochime。Thenotessoundedsaday。

&hiyiagesindpahaddied。He’dlivedherefhty-twoyears，ahadvisitedhimeverysummerofherlife。agewouldbesold。

“Youkeepsomethingtrandpaby。”Momhadsaid。

Bridgetlookedawayfromtheclock。Thatwasn’twhatsheoremindherofGrandpa’steasingeyesandhishugs。Wouldabookmakeherthinkofhim?Shewenttotheshelf，butmostofthebooksl。Thenshesaerstigoutofabook。

&lyshepulleditout。

Adatewaswrittenohepaper:February1，1927。Ohersidewassomethiigaveashoutthatbroughtherbr。

“LookwhatIfetsaid。

tookthepaperahedate，thengaspedwheheotherside。AbwerethewordsMyTreasureMap。

“Grandpaalwayssaidhe’dburiedatreasureonhislasaid。“Ithoughthe>

“SodidI。”said。“Thismapprovesthathe>

Itlemap:justabigcirclethatsaidTheGiantandanarrowpointingfromitenty-YardWalk。AttheendofthearrowwasasmallcirclemarkedStone，andanX。

&isacalledthatbigbetsaid。

“Areasureisburieduoyyardsfromit，”said。“Let’sgo!”

&sideandgrabbedshovelsfromtheshed。TheyracedacrossafieldtoTheGiant。ItwastheonlybigboulderontheIowafarm，anditstoodbesideastream。

startedtowalkawayfromTheGiant。Itwasomeasuretwentyyardswithhisshortstrides，butaglahefieldshowedonlytwostocouldhidethetreasure。“Thiso，”said，rollihebiggerstone。

Bridgetthrusthershoveli。Whatcouldthetreasurebe?“Guessed。“Orjewels-achestfullofsapphiresanddiamonds。”

Didtheoldtreasuremapmakesense?

laughed。“Berealistic，Bridget。I’llbetit’smoney。”

&obuyaerorabike?”

“Maybeenoughtosavethisplasaid。“Ifwefindalotofmoney，Momwoosellthecottage。endoursummershere。”BridgetkwouldhoutGrandpa，butshelovedtheoldcottage。Thethoughtofsavingitspurredheroenedhergripontheshovelanddugharder。Buthalfanhourlater，allthey’duncoveredwasdirt。“Itmustbeuone。”said。

&otheotherspotanddugfet’sarmsbegantoadherfaedi。“Thetreasureisher。”shesaid。Sheturnedaowardthecottage。grittedhisteethadigging。

BridgetwentiageaGrandpa’smap。Wastheresomethingshehadmissed?Someclueshehadn’tsnappedup?Shesearchedthedrawinginturhepaper。Theonlythihedate。

&!”Bridgetcried。Sheracedoutsideandgrabbedhershovelahestream。

“Whereareyougoing?”called。“Waitforme。”

dashedtothestream，tetwasalreadyithatwasalwaystiedhebank，waitingforaedtocross。

Bridgetdidn’tsayawordastheyrowedacrossthestream。Thehewaytoasiheoppositebaheshovel。Shejustrolledasidethestoneaalbox。