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• “进去看看吧，说不定谜底就在里面呢。”安妮说。

• 杰克和安妮顺着台阶走到门前，脚下的木板嘎吱作响。

• 店门已经从门框上掉下来了，他俩伸着脖子往店里看。

• 屋内弥漫着灰尘，蜘蛛网从屋顶垂下来。

• “也许咱们不该进去。”杰克说。

• “说不定里面有谜底呢？”安妮说，“进去看一眼吧。”

• 杰克深深吸了一口气说：“好吧。”

• 他们蹑手蹑脚地走进了杂货店。

• “你看。”安妮说着捡起了一对生锈的马刺。

• “小心点儿。”杰克说。他摸了摸店里的其他东西——一个破旧的饲料袋，一个生锈的锡杯，还有一本褪色的日历，上面的日期是1878年。

• “看！这个给你。”安妮头上戴着一顶牛仔帽，把另一顶递给杰克。

• “好多尘土。”杰克说。

• “吹吹就行了。”安妮说。

• 杰克用力一吹，尘土顿时飞扬起来，他忍不住打了个大喷嚏。

• “戴上试试啊！”安妮说。

• 杰克戴上帽子，帽子大得几乎把他的眼睛都遮住了。

• “靴子！”安妮指着货架上摆着的一排牛仔靴叫道，“还有小号的呢，像是咱们的尺寸。这双给你。”她把一双靴子递给杰克。

• “这靴子不是咱们的。”杰克说。

• “我知道，我就试试。”安妮说。

• 杰克把靴子倒扣过来，使劲晃了晃。

• “你这是干什么？”安妮问。她正在往自己的脚上套靴子。

• “看看里面有没有蝎子。”杰克说。

• “哈哈！”安妮笑了起来，“你就放心穿上吧！”

• 杰克叹了口气。他脱下运动鞋，把脚往靴子里塞，可是穿了半天也穿不上，靴子实在是太硬了。

• 最后，杰克好不容易把靴子穿上了，试着走了两步。

• “哎哟——”他难受地叫了一声，“还是算了吧。”说完，他动手就要脱靴子。

• “什么声音？”安妮突然说。

• 杰克立刻竖起耳朵听。

• “钢琴曲。”安妮说，“也许这就是谜题中提到的声音，快去看看！”

• 杰克赶紧把运动鞋塞进背包，穿着那双靴子一瘸一拐地跟着安妮跑了出去。

• “Maybe we shouldn’t go in,” said Jack.

• “But what if the answer’s here?” said Annie.

• “Let’s just take a quick look.”

• Jack took a deep breath. “Okay.”

• He and Annie tiptoed into the store.

• “Look,” said Annie. She picked up a pair of rusty spurs.

• “Careful,” said Jack. He poked at other stuff in the store—an old feed sack, a rusted tin cup, a faded calendar dated 1878.

• “Oh, wow,” said Annie. She held up two cowboy hats. She put one on and handed the other one to Jack. “For you.”

• “It’s too dusty,” said Jack.

• “Just blow on it,” said Annie.

• Jack blew on his hat. A cloud of dust rose up.

• Jack sneezed.

• “Just try it on!” said Annie.

• Jack put the hat on. It nearly covered his eyes.

• “Boots!” said Annie. She pointed to a row of cowboy boots on a shelf. “There are even some small ones, like our sizes. Here’s a pair for you.” She handed the boots to Jack.

• “They’re not ours,” he said.

• “I know, but just try them on,” said Annie.

• Jack turned his boots upside down and shook them as hard as he could.

• “What are you doing?” Annie asked, pulling on another pair of boots.

• “Checking for scorpions,” Jack said.

• “Ja-ack.” Annie laughed. “Try them on!”

• Jack sighed. He pulled off his sneakers. He pushed his feet into the boots. He pushed and pushed. The boots were really stiff. Finally he got his feet inside. Then he tried to walk.

• “Owww!” he said. “Forget it.” He started to pull off the boots.

• “What’s that?” Annie said.

• Jack froze.

• “Piano music,” said Annie. “Maybe it’s the voice in the riddle! Come on!”

• Jack threw his sneakers into his backpack and hobbled after Annie. http://t.cn/AXzSB4K8