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1、别了好莱坞先生 文档编制序号：KKIDT-LLE0828-LLETD298-POI08别了好莱坞先生1、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 you

2、ng man. 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 tabl

3、e. On vacation he said. Where are you fromSan Francisco, Nick said. He laughed. But Im not on vacation - Im working. Im a travel writer, and Im doing a book on mountains in North America. Ive got some great pictures of your mountain.The two men looked up at Whistler Mountain behind the village. It l

4、ooked very beautiful in the morning sun.Do you travel a lot, then asked the waiter.All the time, Nick said. I write books, and I write for travel magazines. I write about everything - different countries, towns, villages, rivers, mountains, people.The waiter looked over Nicks head. Theres a girl acr

5、oss the street, he said. Do you know herNick turned his head and looked. No, I dont.Well, she knows you, I think, the waiter said. Shes watching you very carefully. He gave Nick a smile. Have a nice day! He went away, back into the cafNick looked at the girl across the street. She was about twenty-f

6、ive, 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 looks worried, he thought. Whats she doing Is she waiting for somebodySuddenly, the girl smiled. Then

7、 she walked across the street, came up to Nicks table, and sat down. She put her bag down on the table. The bag was half-open.Hi, Im Jan, she said. Do you remember me We met at a party in Toronto.Hi, Jan, said Nick. He smiled. Im Nick. But we didnt meet at a party in Toronto. I dont go to parties ve

8、ry often, and never in Toronto.Oh, the girl said. But she didnt get up or move away. Have some coffee, said Nick. The story about the party in Toronto wasnt true, but it was a beautiful morning, and she was a pretty girl. Maybe it was a party in Montral. Or New York.The girl laughed. OK. Maybe it wa

9、s. And yes, Id love some coffee.When she had her coffee, Nick asked, What are you doing in Whistler Or do you live hereOh no, she said. Im just, er, just travelling through. And what are you doing hereIm a travel writer, Nick said, and Im writing a book about famous mountains.Thats interesting, she

10、said. But her face was worried, not interested, and she looked across the road again.A man with 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, Whe

11、re are you going next, NickTo Vancouver, for three or four days, he said.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

12、 Empress Hotel, Victoria, Vancouver Island, on Friday afternoon.So shes going to Vancouver too, he thought.Suddenly the girl said, Do you like moviesMovies Yes, I love movies, he said. WhyI know a man, and he - he loves movies, and going to the cinema, she said slowly. People call him Mr. Hollywood.

13、 She smiled at Nick. Can I call you Mr. Hollywood tooNick laughed. OK, he said. And what can I call youShe smiled again. Call me Mystery Girl, she said. Thats 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 tab

14、le 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. Nice to - he began.Bu

15、t the girl suddenly took his face between her hands, and kissed him on the mouth. Drive 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 a big hotel.Now what, though

16、t Nick, was that all aboutThe 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. The man with white hair waited a se

17、cond, 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 street. Five seconds later Nick d

18、rove 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 Whistler cafe why did she come and si

19、t with him She didnt know him, and that story about a party in Toronto wasnt 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 Im not going to see her again, so it doesnt matter

20、. 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, and Nick liked walking through Gastown and Chinatown, loo

21、king 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, with a small crowd of people, to go across. A tall woman i

22、n a blue dress stood next to him she turned and smiled at him.Its the first warm evening of spring, she said. Its nice to be out, after the long cold winter.Yeah, said Nick. Its great. Its-Suddenly, there was a hand in his back - and the hand pushed Nick into the road. Nick fell on his face, in fron

23、t 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 happened she said.The driver of the green car shouted angrily at Nick, but Nick did not hear him.Somebody pushed me,

24、he said to the woman. I didnt fall - somebody pushed me!Pushed you said the woman. Who I didnt see anybody.Nick looked at the faces of the people near him, but he didnt 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

25、, 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 the woman in the blue dress.I. I dont know, Nick said.Do you know him she asked.I dont know his name, Nick said.But I know that short white hair. Now where did I se

26、e it beforeThe woman began to move away. I must get home, she said. Are you OK nowYeah, Im OK. Nick said. And thanks. Thanks for your help.Thats 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 w

27、ants to kill me. And there are hundreds of men in Vancouver with white hair.It was one oclock in the morning, but Nick couldnt 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 ab

28、out mountains, but he couldnt think about his work. He got back 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 Girl!He looked at the picture very carefully. But, yes, it was her! Jan, the gi

29、rl from the Whistler caf.She was next to a man of about fifty 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. M

30、eg Hutson! Not Jan. Not Mystery Girl. Meg Hutson, the daughter of a millionaire! Nick read it again. Why did she come and sit with me in the cafe at Whistler he thought. Millionaires daughters dont sit with strangers in cafe, and then give them a big kiss when they leave! Why did she do it What did

31、she wantHe thought back to the cafe in Whistler, 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 didnt sleep much that night.3、A walk in the parkThe next day was Thursday. Nick stayed in his 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 t