別了好萊塢先生

1、別了好萊塢先生文檔編制序號：KKIDT-LLE0828-LLETD298-POI081、 Mystery girlIt all began on a beautiful spring morning in a village called Whistler, in Canada -a pretty little village in the mountains of British Columbia.There was a cafe in the village, with tables outside, and at one of these tables sat a young man.

2、He finished his breakfast, drank his coffee, looked up into the blue sky, and felt the warm sun on his face. Nick Lortz was a happy man.The waiter came up to his table. *More coffee* he asked.'Yeah. Great/ said Nick. He gave the waiter his coffee cup.The waiter looked at the camera on the table.

3、 fOn vacation* he said. 1 Where are you from''San Francisco/ Nick said. He laughed. 'But I'm not on vacation - Fm working. Fm a travel writer, and I'm doing a book on mountains in North America. Ive got some great pictures of your mountain.,The two men looked up at Whistler Mount

4、ain behind the village. It looked very beautiful in the morning sun.'Do you travel a lot, then* asked the waiter.'AH the time/ Nick said. *1 write books, and I write for travel magazines. I write about everything - different countries, towns, villages, rivers, mountains, people./The waiter l

5、ooked over Nick's head. 'There's a girl across the street/ he said. *Do you know her*Nick turned his head and looked. 'No, I don't.''Well, she knows you, I think/ the waiter said. 'She's watching you very carefully.' He gave Nick a smile. fHave a nice day!'

6、; He went away, back into the cafeNick looked at the girl across the street. She was about twenty-five, and she was very pretty. *She is watching me/ Nick thought. Then the girl turned and looked in one of the shop windows. After a second or two, she looked back at Nick again.Nick watched her. *She

7、looks worried/ he thought. *What s she doing Is she waiting for somebody*Suddenly, the girl smiled. Then she walked across the street, came up to Nick's table, and sat down. She put her bag down on the table. The bag was half-open.'Hi, I'm Jan/ she said. 'Do you remember me We met at

8、 a party in Toronto.*'Hi, Jan/ said Nick. He smiled. Fm Nick. But we didn't meet at a party in Toronto. I don't go to parties very often, and never in Toronto.*'Oh： the girl said. But she didn't get up or move away.'Have some coffee/ said Nick. The story about the party in To

9、ronto wasn't true, but it was a beautiful morning, and she was a pretty girl. *Maybe it was a party in Montreal. Or New York/The girl laughed. *OK. Maybe it was. And yes, I'd love some coffee.*When she had her coffee, Nick asked, What are you doing in Whistler Or do you live here'*Oh no/

10、 she said 'I'm just, er Just travelling through. And what are you doing here,'Tm a travel writer/ Nick said, and I'm writing a book about famous mountains.1'That's interesting/ she said. But her face was worried, not interested, and she looked across the road again.A man with

11、 very short, white hair walked across the road. He was about sixty years old, and he was tall and thin. The girl watched him.'Are you waiting for someone* asked Nick.'No： she said quickly. Then she asked, 'Where are you going next, Nick*fTo Vancouver, for three or four days/ he said.'

12、;When are you going* she asked.Later this morning/ he said. There was a letter in the top of the girls half-open bag. Nick could see some of the writing, and he read it because he saw the word 'Vancouver* -. and we can meet at the Empress Hotel, Victoria, Vancouver Island, on Friday afternoon.&#

13、39;So she's going to Vancouver too/ he thought.Suddenly the girl said, 'Do you like movies*'Movies Yes, I love movies/ he said. 'Why''I know a man, and he - he loves movies, and going to the cinema/ she said slowly. People call him "Mr. HollywoodH/ She smiled at Nick. *C

14、an I call you HMr. HollywoodH too,Nick laughed. 'OK, he said. 'And what can I call you,She smiled again. *Call me Mystery Girl/ she said.'That's a good name for you/ said Nick.Just then, the man with white hair came into the cafe He did not look at Nick or the girl, but he sat at a t

15、able near them. He asked the waiter for some breakfast, then he began to read a magazine.The girl looked at the man. then quickly looked away again.'Do you know him* Nick asked her.'No： she said. She finished her coffee quickly and got up. 'I must go now/ she said.Nick stood up, too. 

16、9;Nice to -'he began.But the girl suddenly took his face between her hands, and kissed him on the mouth. *Dnve carefully, Mr. Hollywood. Goodbye* she said, with a big, beautiful smile. Then she turned and walked quickly away.Nick sat down again and watched her. She walked down the road and into

17、a big hotel.'Now what/ thought Nick, was that all about,The man with white hair watched Nick and waited. After four of five minutes, Nick finished his coffee, took his books and his camera, and left the cafe His car was just outside the girls hotel, and he walked slowly along the street to it.Th

18、e man with white hair waited a second, then quickly followed Nick.From a window high up in the hotel the girl looked down into the road. She saw Nick, and the man with white hair about fifty yards behind him. Nick got into his car, and the man with white hair walked quickly to a red car across the s

19、treet. Five seconds later Nick drove away in his blue car, and the red car began to follow him.When the girl saw this, she smiled, then went to put some things in her travel bag.2、A hand in the backThat evening, in his hotel room in Vancouver, Nick could not stop thinking about the girl in the Whist

20、ler cafe why did she come and sit with him She didn't know him, and that story about a party in Toronto wasn't true. And she was worried about something. But whatAnd that kiss! It was nice, of course, but why did she do it *Maybe she liked my face/ Nick thought. 'Or my brown eyes. But I&

21、#39;m not going to see her again, so it doesn*t matter. Forget it.'He put some money in his pocket and went downstairs to the hotel restaurant. But there were no free tables, so he walked down to Gastown and found a restaurant there.After dinner, he went for a walk. Vancouver was a friendly city

22、, and Nick liked walking through Gastown and Chinatown, looking in the shops and watching the people. It was nearly dark now, and it was a busy time of the evening. There were a lot of cars, and a lot of people.After a time, Nick began to walk back to his hotel. He came to a busy street, and waited,

23、 with a small crowd of people, to go across. A tall woman in a blue dress stood next to him she turned and smiled at him.'It's the first warm evening of spring/ she said. 'It's nice to be out, after the long cold winter.,'Yeah； said Nick. 'It's great. It's-'Sudden

24、ly, there was a hand in his back - and the hand pushed Nick into the road. Nick fell on his face, in front of a big green car.People screamed.But the green car stopped, only inches from Nicks head. The woman in the blue dress ran into the road and pulled Nick to his feet.'Are you OK What happene

25、d1 she said.The driver of the green car shouted angrily at Nick, but Nick did not hear him.Somebody pushed me/ he said to the woman. 'I didn't fall - somebody pushed me!''Pushed you* said the woman. "Who' I didn't see anybody.1Nick looked at the faces of the people near

26、him, but he didn't know them.Then he saw a mans back. The man was tall and thin, and had very short white hair. He walked quickly away down the street, and did not look back.'Hey, you!* Nick shouted. Wait!,But the man did not stop, and he was soon lost in the crowds.Did he push you* asked th

27、e woman in the blue dress.'I. I don't know/ Nick said.'Do you know him* she asked.HI don't know his name, Nick said/But I know that short white hair. Now where did I see it before*The woman began to move away. 4 must get home,' she said. *Are you OK now* 'Yeah, I'm OK.

28、9; Nick said. 'And thanks. Thanks for your help/That s OK/ The woman smiled. Be careful now!'Back in his hotel, Nick sat on his bed and thought. 'It was an accident. Nobody pushed me, it was an accident. Nobody wants to kill me. And there are hundreds of men in Vancouver with white hair.

29、1It was one o'clock in the morning, but Nick couldn't sleep. He listened to the cars in the road, and he looked at the night sky through his hotel room window.Then he sat at the table and tried to write some more of his book about mountains, but he couldn't think about his work. He got b

30、ack into bed.There were four of five magazines in the hotel room. They were not very interesting, but Nick sat in bed and opened one. and saw a photo of *Mystery Girl1!He looked at the picture very carefully. But, yes, it was her! Jan, the girl from the Whistler cafe.She was next to a man of about f

31、ifty or fifty-five, and they were in the garden of a big, expensive house. They smiled at the camera, and they looked very happy.Canadian millionaire, Howard Hutson, and his daughter, Meg, it said under the picture, at their home in Toronto. Meg Hutson! Not Jan. Not Mystery Girl. Meg Hutson, the dau

32、ghter of a millionaire! Nick read it again.Why did she come and sit with me in the cafe at Whistler* he thought. 'Millionaires' daughters don't sit with strangers in cafe, and then give them a big kiss when they leave! Why did she do it What did she want,He thought back to the cafe in Wh

33、istler, and the girl next to him at the table. Then he remembered something. He remembered a man at a table near them in the cafe a tall thin man, about sixty years man with very short white hair. Nick didn't sleep much that night.3、A walk in the parkThe next day was Thursday. Nick stayed in his

34、 hotel room and wrote about mountains all morning, then he drove to Stanley Park in the afternoon. He sat and read a book for an hour, then he went for a walk under the tall trees.There was nobody here. It was quiet, and he could walk and think. He thought about Meg Hutson, and about the man with wh

35、ite hair. Did he know Meg Hutson Did she know him He remembered Meg Hutson*s last words. Drive carefully, Mr. Hollywood.Why did she say that Why did she call him Mr. Hollywood He didn't understand any of it.Suddenly, he heard a noise.He stopped. That was a gun!' he thought. 'There's

36、somebody in the trees with a gun! There it is again!*Then something hit the tree over his head.'Somebody's shooting me! Nick thought. He turned and ran.And somebody began to run after him.Nick ran through the trees. There was no sun in here, and it was half-dark. And there were no people. No

37、body to help him.1 must get to my car? Nick thought. 'Find some people. the police.* He ran on.He could still hear the gunman behind him, so he ran faster. After three or four minutes, he stopped and listened.Nothing. It was all quiet.Nick was afraid. rWhat s happening* he thought. 'Why is s

38、omebody shooting at me First a hand pushes me in front of a car, and now somebodys shooting at me!'He waited another second or two, then walked quickly back to his car. He was very careful. He looked and listened all the time. But nobody came out of the trees, and nobody shot at him. Then he saw

39、 people - women with young children, some boys with a football, two men with a dog. He began to feel better. Nobody can shoot me now： he thought. *Not with all these people here/Ten minutes later, he was back at his car.There was a letter on the window. Nick read it. It said:I'm going to kill yo

40、u, Mr. Hollywood.Nick drove to the nearest police station. He waited for half an hour, then a tired young policeman took him into a small room. Nick told his story, and the policeman wrote it all down.,So what are you going to do' asked Nick.'Nothing： said the policeman.'Nothing!' sa

41、id Nick. *But somebody shot at me, and-'*Mr. Lords/ the policeman said tiredly. *How many people are there in this town with guns*'I don*t know/ said Nick. 'But.''You didn't see the gunman. Was it a man, a boy, a woman Colour of eyes Long hair, short hair You don't know,

42、because you didn't see anybody. Maybe it was an old girlfriend. Maybe somebody doesn't like travel books, Mr. Lortz.1'But what about the man with white hair in Whistler* said Nick. The girL Meg Hutson called me Mr. Hollywood in the cafe and this man heard her. And now I get a letter to M

43、r. Hollywood on my car. Who is this Mr. Hollywood'*We all want answers to our questions, Mr. Lortz/ the policeman said, 'but we don't always get them.,no answers.Nick walked out of the police station and drove to his hotel. He was angry, and afraid.'How did the man with white hair fi

44、nd me in Vancouver he thought. 'Did he follow me from Whistler Is he following me now Maybe he*s staying at my hotel, too. In the next his gun.'4、The man with white hairNick stopped his car in front of the hotel. He looked carefully before he got out, but there was nobody with white hair nea

45、r the hotel.He half-ran through the hotel doors and went to the desk inside.Tm looking for a man with very short white hair, he said to the woman behind the desk 'He's staying here, I think. He*s about sixty years old, and he's tall and thin.1The woman did not look very interested. There

46、 are a lot of visitors in the hotel/ she said. rDo you know his name*'No, I don't： Nick said 'He's, er, a friend of a friend, you see. He arrived in Vancouver yesterday, and I must find him. It s very important. Please help me!*The woman looked at him. There are three hundred and fif

47、ty rooms in this hotel/ she said, and maybe thirty or forty men with white hair. How can I remember all their names* She turned away to answer a telephone call.Nick walked away from the desk.'A drink/ he thought. J need a drink.* He went into the hotel bar, got a drink and sat down at a table.&#

48、39;So what do I do now1 he thought.And then he remembered something. A letter in the girfs half-open bag in the Whistler cafe.and we can meet at the Empress Hotel, Victoria, Vancouver Island, on Friday afternoon.And tomorrow was Friday.Tm going to Victoria, on Vancouver Island!* he thought. To the E

49、mpress Hotel!*Nick had dinner in the hotel that evening. He finished eating and got up from his table. and saw the man with white hair.Nick moved quickly. The man was at the hotel desk. Nick could see the white head above the other heads near the desk.'Excuse me!1 said Nick. He pushed past the p

50、eople in the hotel restaurant. A small boy ran in front of him and Nick ran into him. The boy and Nick fell down on the floor. The boy began to cry.Hey!' said a woman behind Nick.Tm very sorry!1 said Nick. He got up and helped the boy to his feet. rAre you OK' he asked the boy.'Be more c

51、areful next time/ said the woman.Nick moved away quickly, but when he looked back at the hotel desk, he couldn*t see the man with white hair. He pushed through the crowd of people.That man!* he shouted at the woman behind the desk. That man with short white hair. Where did he go,The woman looked at

52、Nick. fMr. Vickers1 she said. *1 don't know.*Vickers Is that his name1 said Nick. 'What's his room numberTm sorry, I can't tell you that/ the woman said.'But I need to, began Nick.The woman turned away to answer the telephone.After a second or two, Nick went upstairs to his room.

53、Vickers/ he thought. *Does Meg Hutson know Mr. Vickers I need some answers, and I need them quickly!*5、Vancouver IslandTsawwassen was about twenty-three miles south of Vancouver. Nick drove there in his car the next morning for the one oclock ferry to Vancouver Island. Every five minutes, he looked

54、behind him. The road was busy - black cars, white cars, red cars, green cars. Maybe Vickers was in one of them.At Tsawwassen Nick drove his car on to the ferry. There were a lot of cars and crowds of people. Nick got out of his car and walked up and down the ship. He looked for a man with white hair

55、 but he didn't see one.Soon the ferry began to move and Nick felt better. He found the ferry restaurant and got something to eat. More people came in. Nick looked at the faces of all the older men. Some had hats on. So he looked for somebody tall and thin, but there was nobody.'Maybe he*s no

56、t on the ferry/ Nick thought. *Maybe hes back in Vancouver.1Later, Nick walked around the ship again. Once, he thought he saw the man with white hair in the crowds, but he could not be sure.Ninety minutes after leaving Tsawwassen, the ferry arrived at Swartz Bay on Vancouver Island, and Nick went ba

57、ck down to his car.Swartz Bay was twenty miles north of Victoria. Nick drove quickly, and again, looked behind him every four or five minutes. Once, he saw a red car about two hundred yards behind him.'Did I see that car on the road from Vancouver to Tsawwassen* he thought.He drove more slowly,

58、but the red car still stayed two hundred yards behind him, and Nick couldn't see the drivers face or hair.Soon he was in the busy streets of Victoria, and Nick didn't see the red car behind him again.Victoria was a city of gardens and beautiful old buildings. Nick liked Victoria very much, b

59、ut today he wasn't interested in gardens or buildings.He found the Empress Hotel, went inside and walked across to the desk.'Can I help you a young man asked Nick.Tm meeting a friend here this afternoon/ said Nick. 'Miss Hutson/'Hutson' said the young man. 'Wait a minute.f He

60、 went away and came back. 'Sorry, but theres no Miss Hutson staying here.'Nick took something from his pocket. It was the photograph of Meg and her father, from the magazine. 'This is her； he said.The young man looked at the picture. *Oh, right. You mean Howard Hutson's daughter/ he said. 'She's not staying here, but I saw her ten or fifteen minutes ago. She was with somebody - a man. He asked me about the tea room.''The tea room' said Nick. 'Where*s that,The man with short white