PONS Die drei ??? Fragezeichen Bite of the Beast E-Book

Kari Erlhoff

• Herausgeber: PONS
• Serie: PONS Die drei ??? Fragezeichen
• Sprache: Deutsch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Seitenzahl: 147

Beschreibung

Zugegeben, das Säbelzahntiger-Skelett mit den riesigen Fangzähnen im Naturkundemuseum von Rocky Beach sieht sehr bedrohlich aus. Aber dass es nachts durch die Gegend spukt, kann Justus nun wirklich nicht glauben! Wer oder was treibt dann sein Unwesen im "Geistermuseum", wie der Ort von den Nachbarn schon genannt wird? Die drei ??? gehen den Spuren nach. Und entdecken das Unfassbare ... Englisch lernen mit Justus, Peter und Bob - spannende, englische Story mit Übersetzungshilfen - alphabetische Wortliste zum einfachen Nachschlagen Ab dem 3. Lernjahr

Leseprobe

von Kari ErlhoffEnglisch von Brian Melican

basierend auf „Die drei ??? - Der Biss der Bestie“ von Kari Erlhoff

Die drei ??? – Biss der Bestie © 2009 Franckh-KosmosVerlags-GmbH & Co. KG, StuttgartMit freundlicher Genehmigung der Universität von MichiganBased on characters by Robert Arthur.

© PONS GmbH, Stöckachstraße 11, 70190 Stuttgart, 2015PONS Produktinfos und Shop: www.pons.comE-Mail: [email protected] Rechte vorbehalten.

Englische Überarbeitung, Annotationen und Übungen: Brian MelicanRedaktion: Canan ÖzdamarLogoentwurf: Erwin Poell, HeidelbergLogoüberarbeitung: Sabine Redlin, LudwigsburgTitelillustration: Silvia Christoph, BerlinEinbandgestaltung: Daniel Müller, StuttgartTonaufnahmen/Digital Mastering: allegria Musik-/Audioproduktion GbRSprecher: Brian MunatonesLayout/Satz: Satz und mehr, Besigheim

ISBN: 978-3-12-050014-3

Vorwort

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Inhaltsverzeichnis

Inhaltsangabe

Auftretende Personen

011. A Feverish Warning

022. The Beast from the Ice Age

033. The Bite of the Beast

044. On the Ghost’s Scent

055. Screams in the Evening

066. Haunted House!

077. A Mysterious Monday

088. An Attack from the Dark

099. A Mystery is Solved

1010. Kidnapped!

1111. Two Investigators Intervene

1212. Speed Demon

1313. All or Nothing!

1414. Retirement from Babysitting

Englisch-Deutsche Wortliste

Nützliche Detektiv-Ausdrücke

Inhaltsangabe

Dr. Wadleigh vom Naturkundemuseum Rocky Beach wird ins Krankenhaus gebracht. An seinem Arm befindet sich eine schreckliche Bisswunde. Während sein erwachsener Sohn nicht an spukende Urzeitbestien glaubt, sind die Enkel überzeugt: Dr. Wadleigh wurde von dem Säbelzahntiger gebissen, der im Museum steht. Doch kann ein uraltes Skelett wirklich beißen?

Die drei ??? wollen dem Geheimnis des Skeletts auf den Grund gehen. Doch dafür müssen sie nicht nur in dem unheimlichen Museum übernachten, sondern auch auf die beiden kleinen Enkel Dr. Wadleighs aufpassen.

Schon bald kommt es zu einem nächtlichen Überfall, einer rasanten Verfolgungsjagd und einer Begegnung mit einer Bestie, die alles andere als harmlos ist.

Die drei ??? erkennen: Hier geht es um viel mehr, als nur ein Skelett! Und sie müssen schnell ermitteln, denn die Bestie ist bereit zum nächsten Biss!

Auftretende Personen

Justus Jonas:

Justus ist der Anführer der drei ???. Seit dem frühen Tod seiner Eltern lebt er bei seiner Tante und seinem Onkel in der kalifornischen Küstenstadt Rocky Beach. Justus ist überdurchschnittlich intelligent und betreibt gerne Denksport. Mit anderen Sportarten kann er weniger anfangen. Er ist leicht übergewichtig.

Peter Shaw:

Peter ist der zweite Detektiv. Er ist sehr sportlich, hochgewachsen und fast immer gut gelaunt. Im Gegensatz zu Justus ist Peter nicht ganz überzeugt, dass es für alle Phänomene eine logische Erklärung gibt. Daher ist er lieber etwas vorsichtig, wenn es um unheimliche Ereignisse geht.

Bob Andrews:

Bob ist bei den drei ??? für Recherchen und Archiv zuständig. Das bedeutet, dass er in der Bibliothek und im Internet Informationen sammelt und die Fälle der drei ??? dokumentiert. Bob ist sehr gewissenhaft. Er interessiert sich für Rockmusik und liest gerne.

Jamie und Sammy Wadleigh:

Jamie und Sammy gehen noch in den Kindergarten. Sie besuchen ihren Großvater in Rocky Beach und dürfen bei ihm im Naturkundemuseum wohnen.

Quentin Wadleigh:

Quentin Wadleigh ist der Auftraggeber der drei ???. Sein Vater besitzt das Naturkundemuseum in Rocky Beach. Im Gegensatz zu seinen beiden Söhnen Jamie und Sammy glaubt Quentin Wadleigh nicht an Gespenster.

Dr. Wadleigh:

Dr. Wadleigh ist ein alter Wissenschaftler. Er interessiert sich nicht nur für ausgestorbene Tiere wie Säbelzahntiger und Mammuts, sondern auch für alle anderen Lebewesen. Gemeinsam mit seinem besten Freund Dr. Frears baut er das alte Naturkundemuseum von Rocky Beach wieder auf.

Jackall Madsen und sein Vater:

Die Madsens haben einen Schrottplatz, der auf der Strecke zwischen Rocky Beach und Los Angeles liegt. Madsens haben nicht viel Geld. Oft verdient sich Jackall etwas dazu, indem er nach wertvollen Gegenständen taucht.

Elsa Pitkätossu:

Elsa wohnt neben dem Naturkundemuseum. Sie ist vor Jahren aus Finnland nach Kalifornien gezogen, weil sie leidenschaftlich gern surft. Sie ist eine gute Beobachterin und hat festgestellt, dass im Naturkundemuseum etwas nicht stimmt.

TR. 01

1. A Feverish Warning

The ambulance appears to come out of nowhere. Although Titus Jonas steps on the brakes, the old Jonas company van doesn’t react. Uncle Titus swings the steering wheel round and the van grazes through the thick bushes. Branches are whipping the windscreen until the vehicle comes to a groaning halt.

“You idiot!“ shouts Uncle Titus at the ambulance.

“I hope nothing has happened at the museum,” says Justus Jonas, leaning out of the window. Through the thick midday air, shimmering in the heat, he makes out the coastal mountains of Rocky Beach.

“Who knows?“ growls Uncle Titus and strokes his moustache.

“We’ll see, won’t we?”

A few minutes later, they park at the end of the street in front of the former Natural History Museum. The ambulance is right in front of the entrance, although its driver is nowhere to be seen. Justus jumps out of the transporter.

“Should we ring the bell?”

“No, wait here.” Uncle Titus goes over to the museum and peeps through the open door. Somewhere inside the building an angry dog is barking. “We had better wait for a second – who knows what’s happened in there.”

A few minutes later, two paramedics come out of the building carrying a stretcher. A dark-haired man and two small boys follow. On the stretcher is a rather thin old man with white hair: it is Dr Wadleigh, the new owner of the Natural History Museum, who also lives on site. Justus recognises him from his visit to Uncle Titus’ Salvage Yard; Dr Wadleigh is a palaeontologist, a specialist in excavating the skeletons of ice-age animals. He often stopped by the Salvage Yard looking for furniture for his museum. Just a week ago, he was a picture of good health; now, he is as white as chalk, his eyes staring into space.

“The children,” he stammers.

The dark-haired man bends towards the stretcher.

“Calm down, dad.” Nevertheless, Dr Wadleigh shakes his head in panic.

“No! It’s so dangerous …”

“There’s no danger, Dad! You’ve just got a fever, that’s all.”

“We’re going to take him to the Memorial Hospital,” says one of the paramedics.

“The children …” repeats Dr Wadleigh, mumbling. He tries to get up, but doesn’t manage to do much more than lift his right arm. Just under his elbow, there is a bandage, stained with dark blood. Justus shivers at the sight of it.

“Listen, please!” The old man turns to the First Detective. “It’s … dangerous … If the … ti … tiger comes …”

Before he can say any more, the stretcher is put into the ambulance.

It is only at this point that the dark-haired man notices Justus and his uncle. He takes a brief look at the blue transporter.

“Mr Madsen, used car dealer,” he says, and holds out his hand to Uncle Titus. Titus Jonas frowns.

“There must be some mistake, Sir. I’m Titus Jonas.”

“Oh, I do apologise!” The dark-haired man rearranges his glasses, embarrassed.

“Mr Jonas, but of course! With all this stress I’m afraid I’m not quite myself. I’m Quentin Wadleigh.”

“No need to introduce yourself, Mr Wadleigh.” Uncle Titus takes the hand held out to him and shakes it.

“I recognised you straight away! But we haven’t seen each other for a good ten years. Nice that you’re back visiting your former home!”

“Well, yes, although I had imagined having a somewhat more pleasant holiday,” replies Quentin Wadleigh. “But everything is going wrong.” He runs his hand through his hair. “Do come in, though, and we can see to business right away.”

Wadleigh, Uncle Titus and Justus all go out of the heat into the house. Justus is careful to notice the layout of the house; it looks as if the living rooms are on the right hand side with the entrance to the museum on the left. In the semi-darkness of the high-ceilinged rooms, Justus sees a couple of dusty display cases. The walls are hung with yellowed informational signs about plants and insects. In the opposite corner, Justus thinks he can see the skeleton of a rather large animal, half-hidden behind a ladder and a trestle table. There are buckets of paint and tools lying around everywhere; on the floor, crumpled plans and drawings. Uncle Titus too takes a look into the exhibition room.

“Are these yours?”

“Sorry?” Mr Wadleigh looks around confused. He is trying to work out what might belong to him of all people.

“The children – are they yours?” Uncle Titus grins and points to the two small boys, at this point in time both concentrating intently on dipping a sandal into a bucket of paint. One of them is about five years old, the other four at the most.

“Yes, they’re Jamie and Sammy.” Adopting a suddenly quite strict tone, he turns to them.

“Stop messing around! Jamie, let Sammy go!”

“Lively little lads, aren’t they?”

“Yes, quite. But you can’t imagine how difficult it is to find a babysitter for them.” Wadleigh leads them into a big, open-plan kitchen.

“Do take a seat.” He himself falls into a chair, sighing.

“The children have been here since last week already. I needed to go to San Francisco on business and left them here for a couple of days.”

He stands up again.

“And now I have to leave again, at this of all times. My boss has just called and said that I have to leave for New Mexico tomorrow afternoon. There’s a customer with a big order for our company and he can’t wait until Monday.”

“That’s a good thing, though,” says Uncle Titus encouragingly.

“And what am I to do with the children? My wife is in Europe at the moment! Dr Frears, my father’s best friend, is completely disorganised and the neighbours don’t have space for the boys; and they don’t want to stay here because they think that there is a ghost in the museum.” He shakes his head contemptuously. “Nonsense!”

“But there are ghosts here, really!”

They all turn to the direction from where the voice has come. The older of the two boys is standing in the doorway with a serious face.

“The sabre-teeth tiger is alive!”

“It’s called a sabre-tooth tiger, Jamie,” says Quentin Wadleigh, correcting his son, “and I am 100 percent sure that there are no 20,000-year-old predators running around here.”

Jamie crosses his arms.

“He comes alive every night. And it was him who bit Grandpa!”

“That is complete rubbish!” shouts Mr Wadleigh.

“Then again, your father did say something about a tiger and about danger,” says Justus, deep in thought. “What do you think he meant by that?”

“Nothing! He was running a very high fever; people say some very odd things when they are that ill.”

“But he was very serious concerning the children!” The First Detective is not about to give up.

“He even told us not to play with the sabre-tooth tiger!” adds Jamie, crossing his arms again.

“Well of course he did!” says Mr Wadleigh, annoyed. “And I expect you to obey! Leave the creature alone!”

“Do you really have a sabre-tooth tiger in here?” Uncle Titus cannot quite believe it. Quentin Wadleigh sighs.

“Yes. Come with me and I’ll even show you the beast.”

Detective Question 1

The boys say that they think that their Grandpa was bitten by something. How can we be sure that they are not lying?

WORTLISTE

ambulance:

Krankenwagen

to graze:

hier – streifen

branch:

Ast, Zweig

to whip:

peitschen

to groan:

ächzen

to shimmer:

flimmern

to make out:

sehen können, erblicken

Natural History Museum:

Naturkundemuseum

nowhere to be seen:

spurlos verschwunden

to peep:

spähen

We had better wait… :

Wir sollten lieber warten …

paramedic:

Sanitäter

stretcher:

Bahre, Liege

on site:

vor Ort

palaeontologist:

Paläontologe

to excavate:

ausgraben

a picture of good health:

das blühende Leben

as white as chalk:

kreidebleich

to stare into space:

ins Leere starren

to mumble:

murmeln

hedoesn’t manage to do much more than…:

er schafft es gerade …

Justus shivers at the sight:

der Anblick jagt Justus einen Schauer über den Rücken

to frown:

missbilligend die Stirn runzeln

embarrassed:

peinlich betreten

former home:

alte Heimat

see to business:

das Geschäftliche regeln

heigh-ceilinged room:

Räume mit hohen Decken

display case:

Schaukasten

ladder:

die Leiter

trestle table:

Tapeziertisch

bucket of paint:

Farbeimer

exhibition:

Austellung

to him of all people:

augerechnet ihm

to grin:

schmunzeln, grinsen

intently:

aufmerksam

at the most:

höchstens

to adopta strict tone:

einen strengen Ton anwenden

lively little lads:

muntere kleine Kerlchen

open plan kitchen:

Wohnküche

at this of all times:

ausgerechnet jetzt

order:

hier – Auftrag

encouragingly:

ermunternd

What am I to do with the children?:

Was soll ich mit den Kindern tun?

ghost:

Geist, Gespenst

contemptuously:

verächtlich

sabre-tooth tiger:

Säbelzahntiger

predator:

Raubtier

to cross one’s armes:

die Arme verschränken

rubbish!:

hier – Schwachsinn!

odd:

hier – komisch, seltsam

annoyed:

verärgert

to obey:

gehorchen

creature:

Biest, Kreatur

beast:

Biest, Bestie

TR. 02

2. The Beast from the Ice Age

“Here he is: our sabre-tooth tiger!” says Jamie with pride.

“He is evil!” whispers Sammy to Justus. “He wants to eat us all.”

“My father received this skeleton along with the rest of the exhibition when he took it over from the former owner,” explains Quentin Wadleigh.

Justus steps closer to the fossil; a slight chill runs through him as he looks at its pair of mighty fangs and its powerful claws. Before he can stop himself, he is sniffing the air, briefly believing that he can smell the strong scent of this big predator.

“It smells pretty nasty in here,” adds Uncle Titus.

“That must be coming from the pipes; this is a very old house after all.”

“To be honest, it’s more like the smell of a wild animal.” Mr Jonas gives his opinion.

“The smell is definitely the tiger,” confirms Sammy, “that’s what the bad guy said.” This catches Justus’ attention.

“Bad guy? What bad guy?”

“Oh, that? Sammy says he heard some guy arguing with dad.”

“It was about the tiger; I’m sure of that.”

“Jamie, your brother is still far too young to understand what adults say to each other.” Jamie is annoyed and contradicts his father.

“But he did understand that Grandpa is an idiot and that this is all very dangerous on hyenic grounds.”

“Hygienic, not hyenic.” Quentin Wadleigh bends his brow.

“It means cleanliness. This ‘bad guy’ must have been a workman and he must have been talking to Grandpa about the pipes in the toilets.

“But Bahamas was also …”

“Bahamas!” Quentin Wadleigh suddenly becomes even more stressed.

“I completely forgot him! Jamie, let the dog back out of the living room – I don’t want him peeing on the sofa!”

The First Detective looks at his watch. He has agreed to meet his friends – also detective colleagues of his – Peter Shaw and Bob Andrews at Headquarters in the Salvage Yard. If he wants to avoid being late, he will have to unload everything now. He goes out to the van; Dr Wadleigh has done a big shop. Justus sighs as he looks at all the things that have to be carried back into the house. Bahamas, a dachshund, follows him step for step.

“Get out of here!” hisses Justus, feeling uncomfortable. It is like he is being watched by someone, although it is not just the dog he is thinking of. He looks around. There is a small flash in the bushes on the mound opposite the museum, as if a beam of light has just reflected off a glass surface – a glass lens, binoculars perhaps! He screws his eyes up and looks closely: there is somebody there! Yet before he can do anything, this person jumps up and disappears. Seconds later, Justus hears a car drive off behind the mound.

“Where have you been?” Uncle Titus shows his impatience with his nephew as he comes into the kitchen.

“I unloaded the van and then undertook some investigations.”

“Undertook investigations?” Quentin Wadleigh smirks.

“Well, it just so happens that I run a really rather successful detective agency.” This makes Mr Wadleigh hesitate for a moment.

“Your uncle was just telling me about you boys; it would appear that you do a very good job.”

Justus smiles and reaches into his pocket.

“Would you mind if I offered you our calling card, Sir?”

“What’s written on it, dad?” Jamie is