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MagicTreeHouse2TheKnightatDawn

TheKnightatDawn（MagicTreeHouse#2:

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1TheDarkWoods

Jackcouldn’tsleep.

Heputhisglasseson.Helookedattheclock.5∶30.

Tooearlytogetup.

Yesterdaysomanystrangethingshadhappened.Nowhewastryingtofigurethemout.

Heturnedonthelight.Hepickeduphisnotebook.Helookedatthelisthe’dmade

beforegoingtobed.

foundtreehouseinwoodsfoundlotsofbooksinitpointedto

PteranodonpictureinbookmadeawishwenttotimeofdinosaursPointed

topictureofFrogCreekwoodsmadeawishCamehometoFrogCreek

Jackpushedhisglassesintoplace.Whowasgoingtobelieveanyofthis?

Nothismom.Orhisdad.Orhisthird-gradeteacher，Ms.Watkins.Onlyhis

seven-year-oldsister，Annie.She’dgonewithhimtothetimeofthedinosaurs.

“Can’tyousleep?

”

ItwasAnnie，standinginhisdoorway.

“Nope，”saidJack.

“Meneither，”saidAnnie.“Whatareyoudoing?

”

ShewalkedovertoJackandlookedathisnotebook.Shereadthelist.

“Aren’tyougoingtowriteaboutthegoldmedal?

”sheasked.

“Youmeanthegoldmedallion，”saidJack.

Hepickeduphispencilandwrote：

foundthisindinosaurtime

“Aren’tyougoingtoputtheletterMonthemedal?

”saidAnnie.

“Medallion，”saidJack.“Notmedal.”

HeaddedanM：

“Aren’tyougoingtowriteaboutthemagicperson?

”saidAnnie.

“Wedon’tknowforsureifthereisamagicperson，”saidJack.

“Well，someonebuiltthetreehouseinthewoods.Someoneputthebooks

init.Someonelostagoldmedalindinosaurtime.”

“Medallion!

”saidJackforthethirdtime.“AndI’mjustwritingthe

facts.Thestuffweknowforsure.”

“Let’sgobacktothetreehouserightnow，”saidAnnie.“Andfind

outifthemagicpersonisafact.”

“Areyounuts?

”saidJack.“Thesun’snotevenupyet.”

“Comeon，”saidAnnie.“Maybewecancatchthemsleeping.”

“Idon’tthinkweshould，”saidJack.Hewasworried.Whatifthe“magic

person”wasmean?

Whatifheorshedidn’twantkidstoknowaboutthetreehouse?

“Well，I’mgoing，”saidAnnie.

Jacklookedouthiswindowatthedark-graysky.Itwasalmostdawn.

Hesighed.“Okay.Let’sgetdressed.I’llmeetyouatthebackdoor.Bequiet.”

“Yay!

”whisperedAnnie.Shetiptoedawayasquietlyasamouse.Jackputonjeans，awarmsweatshirt，andsneakers.Hetossedhisnotebook

andpencilinhisbackpack.

Hecreptdownstairs.

Anniewaswaitingbythebackdoor.SheshinedaflashlightinJack’sface.

“Ta-da!

Amagicwand!

”shesaid.

“Shhh!

Don’twakeupMomandDad，”whisperedJack.“Andturnthat

flashlightoff.Wedon’twantanyonetoseeus.”

Annienoddedandturneditoff.Thensheclippeditontoherbelt.

Theyslippedoutthedoorintothecoolearly-morningair.Cricketswere

chirping.Thedognextdoorbarked.

“Quiet，Henry!

”whisperedAnnie.

Henrystoppedbarking.AnimalsalwaysseemedtodowhatAnniesaid.

“Let’srun!

”saidJack.

Theydashedacrossthedark，wetlawnanddidn’tstopuntiltheyreachedthewoods.

“Weneedtheflashlightnow，”saidJack.

Annietookitoffherbeltandswitchediton.

Stepbystep，sheandJackwalkedbetweenthetrees.Jackheldhisbreath.

Thedarkwoodswerescary.

“Gotcha!

”saidAnnie，shiningtheflashlightinJack’sface.

Jackjumpedback.Thenhefrowned.

“Cutitout!

”hesiad.

“Iscaredyou，”saidAnnie.

Jackglaredather.

“Stoppretending!

”hewhispered.“Thisisserious.”

“Okay，okay.”

Annieshinedherflashlightoverthetopsofthetrees.

“Nowwhatareyoudoing?

”saidJack.

“Lookingforthetreehouse!

”

Thelightstoppedmoving.

Thereitwas.Themysterioustreehouse.Atthetopofthetallesttreeinthewoods.

Annieshinedherlightatthetreehouse，andthendownthetallladder.

Allthewaytotheground.

“I’mgoingup，”shesaid.Shegrippedtheflashlightandbegantoclimb.

“Wait!

”Jackcalled.

Whatifsomeonewasinthetreehouse?

“Annie!

Comeback!

”

Butshewasgone.Thelightdisappeared.Jackwasaloneinthedark.

2LeavingAgain

“Noone’shere!

”Annieshouteddown.

Jackthoughtaboutgoinghome.Thenhethoughtaboutallthebooksinthetreehouse.

Hestarteduptheladder.Whenhewasnearlytothetreehouse，hesawlightinthedistantsky.Dawnwasstartingtobreak.

Hecrawledthroughaholeinthefloorandtookoffhisbackpack.

Itwasdarkinsidethetreehouse.

Anniewasshiningherflashlightonthebooksscatteredabout.

“They’restillhere，”shesaid.

Shestoppedthelightonadinosaurbook.Itwasthebookthathadtakenthem

tothetimeofthedinosaurs.

“RemembertheTyrannosaurus?

”askedAnnie.

Jackshuddered.Ofcouresheremembered!

Howcouldanyoneforgetseeinga

realliveTyrannosaurusrex?

ThelightfellonabookaboutPennsylvania.Aredsilkbookmarkstuckoutofit.

“RememberthepictureofFrogCreek?

”saidAnnie.

“Ofcourse，”saidJack.Thatwasthepicturethathadbroughtthemhome.

“There’smyfavorite，”saidAnnie.

Thelightwasshiningonabookaboutknightsandcastles.Therewasablue

leatherbookmarkinit.

Annieturnedtothepagewiththebookmark.Therewasapictureofaknight

onablackhorse.Hewasridingtowardacastle.“Annie，closethatbook，”said

Jack.“Iknowwhatyou’rethinking.”

Anniepointedattheknight.

“Don’t，Annie!

”

“Wewishwecouldseethisguyforreal，”Anniesaid.

“No，wedon’t!

”shoutedJack.

Theyheardastrangesound.

“Neeee-hhhh！

”

Itsoundedlikeahorseneighing.

Theybothwenttothewindow.

Annieshinedtheflashlightdownontheground.

“Ohno，”whisperedJack.

“Aknight!

”saidAnnie.

Aknightinshiningarmor!

Ridingablackhorse!

ThroughtheFrogCreekwoods!

Thenthewindbegantomoan.Theleavesbegantotremble.

Itwashappeningagain.

“We’releaving!

”criedAnnie.“Getdown!

”

Thewindmoanedlouder.Theleavesshookharder.

Andthetreehousestartedtospin.Itspunfasterandfaster!

Jacksqueezedhiseyesshut.

Theneverythingwasstill.

Absolutelystill.

Jackopenedhiseyes.Heshivered.Theairwasdampandcool.

Thesoundofahorse’swhinnycameagainfrombelow.

“Neeee-hhhh！

”

“Ithinkwe’rehere，”whisperedAnnie.Shewasstillholdingthecastlebook.

Jackpeekedoutthewindow.

Ahugecastleloomedoutofthefog.

Helookedaround.Thetreehousewasinadifferentoaktree.Anddownbelow，

theknightontheblackhorsewasridingby.

“Wecan’tstayhere，”saidJack.“Wehavetogohomeandmakeaplan

first.”HepickedupthebookaboutPennsylvania.Heopenedittothepagewiththe

redsilkbookmark.HepointedtothephotographoftheFrogCreekwoods.“Iwish—”

“No!

”saidAnnie.Sheyankedthebookawayfromhim.“Let’sstay!

Iwanttovisitthecastle!

”

“You’renuts.Wehavetoexaminethesituation，”saidJack.“Fromhome.”

“Let’sexamineithere!

”saidAnnie.

“Comeon.”Heheldouthishand.“Giveit.”

AnniegaveJackthebook.“Okay.Youcangohome.I’mstaying，”shesaid.

Sheclippedtheflashlighttoherbelt.

“Wait!

”saidJack.

“I’mgoingtotakeapeek.Ateenypeek，”shesaid.Andshescooteddowntheladder.

Jackgroaned.Okay，shehadwon.Hecouldn’tleavewithouther.Besides，

hesortofwantedtotakeapeekhimself.

HeputdownthebookaboutPennsylvania.

Hedroppedthecastlebookintohispack.Hesteppedontotheladder.

Andheadeddownintothecool，mistyair.

3AcrosstheBridge

Anniewasunderthetree，lookingacrossthefoggyground.

“Theknight’sridingtowardthatbridge，Ithink，”saidAnnie.

“Thebridgegoestothecastle.”

“Wait.I’lllookitup，”saidJack.“Givemetheflashlight!

”

Hetooktheflashlightfromherandpulledthecastlebookoutofhispack.

Heopenedittothepagewiththeleatherbookmark.

Hereadthewordsunderthepictureoftheknight：

Thisisaknightarrivingforacastlefeast.Knightsworearmorwhenthey

traveledlonganddangerousdistances.Thearmorwasveryheavy.

Ahelmetalonecouldweighuptofortypounds.

Wow.Jackhadweightedfortypoundswhenhewasfiveyearsold.Soit’

dbelikeridingahorsewithafive-year-oldonyourhead.

Jakcpulledouthisnotebook.Hewantedtotakenotes，ashe’ddoneontheir

dinosaurtrip.

Hewrote：

heavyhead

Whatelse?

Heturnedthepagesofthecastlebook.Hefoundapicturethatshowedthewholecastleandthebuildingsaroundit.

“Theknight’scrossingthebridge，”saidAnnie.“He’sgoingthrough

thegate....He’sgone.”

Jackstudiedthebridgeinthepicture.

Heread：

Adrawbridgecrossedthemoat.Themoatwasfilledwithwater，tohelpprotect

thecastlefromenemies.

Somepeoplebelievecrocodileswerekeptinthemoat.

Jackwroteinhisnotebook：

crocodilesinmoat?

“Look!

”saidAnnie，peeringthroughthemist.“Awindmill!

Rightoverthere!

”

“Yeah，there’sawindmillinhere，too，”saidJack，pointingatthepicture.

“Lookattherealone，Jack，”saidAnnie.“Nottheoneinthebook.”

Apiercingshrieksplittheair.

“Yikes，”saidAnnie.“Itsoundedlikeitcamefromthatlittlehouseover

there!

”Shepointedthroughthefog.

“There’salittlehousehere，”saidJack，studyingthepicture.

Heturnedthepageandread：

Thehawkhousewasintheinnerwardofthecastle.Hawksweretrainedto

huntotherbirdsandsmallanimals.

Jackwroteinhisnotebook：

hawksinhawkhouse

“Wemustbeintheinnerward，”saidJack.

“Listen!

”whisperedAnnie.“Youhearthat?

Drums!

Horns!

They’recoming

fromthecastle.Let’sgosee.”

“Wait，”saidJakc.Heturnedmorepagesofthebook.

“Iwanttoseewhat’sreallygoingon，Jack.Notwhat’sinthebook，”saidAnnie.

“Butlookatthis!

”saidJack.

Hepointedtoapictureofabigparty.Menwere