Red Line 2, Coursebook

235 240 245 250 255 260 205 210 215 220 225 230 118 one hundred and e i ghteen “Sandy!” I said. “Don’t you want to find out what those two are doing? And what S.A.M. means?” Just then we saw the black van! It was turning down a little road to the Loch. “There they are!” I said. “Come on! After them!”We followed the van down a quiet road. It stopped by the Loch where there were no people. Sandy and I put our bikes down and hid behind a tree. The man and woman got out of the van. “W-What are they doing?” said Sandy. “Shh!” I said. “They mustn’t see us!” We saw them open the back doors of the van. Together they took out a strange boat. It wasn’t a fishing boat. It looked more like a mini-submarine! “Quick, put the underwater microphones in the sub,” the woman said to the man. “Yes, Professor,” he said. It was the first time we heard him speak. “Don’t forget the infrared camera. We’ll show them! There’s no monster in Loch Ness. Nessie is a fake! The fake in the lake! Ha-ha! Science Against Monsters will show them! Let’s go!” Sandy and I watched them put the little submarine in the water. Then they got into the sub and closed the doors. to the Loch through the castle gardens. Outside the castle, we passed the caretaker and his workmen. “Hi, you two. We’re just having a break,” said Mr Muir. “We’re still taking the chairs from the lawn down to the storeroom. It’s a long way down.” Mr Muir wanted to talk, but we were in a hurry. “If you’ve got some time now, I’ll show you the dungeons deep under the castle. Would you like that?” “Wow!” said Sandy. I knew Sandy really wanted to see the dungeons. But this was not the time for a visit to the dungeons. We needed to find out what the strange pair was doing! We didn’t want to lose them. “Thanks, Mr Muir,” I said. “Maybe another time. We’re in a hurry just now.” “But it’s the holidays,” said Mr Muir. “Kids today are always in a hurry.” “You see,” I said. “We’ve got new guests at our B & B, and …Mum needs bacon and eggs … for breakfast. We must go now. Goodbye, Mr Muir! Come on, Sandy!” Sandy really wanted to stay, but he came with me. “Breakfast?” we heard Mr Muir say as we rode away. “It’s already 11 o’clock!” When we got to the road, we couldn’t see the black van. “We’ve lost them!” I said. “Now we don’t know where they’re going!” “Or what they’re doing!” said Sandy. “Oh, well. Hey! Let’s just go back and ask Mr Muir if we can visit the castle dungeons.” e A story Nur zu Prüfzwecken – Eigentum des Verlags öbv