Carnival at Candlelight

open passageway. Finally, they dashed through the entrance of the palace and escaped into Saint Mark’s Square.

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“W e have to save all of Venice?” said Jack. “That’s a big responsibility. What do we have to save Venice
from
?
”
    “Well, if Neptune’s going to help us, it must have something to do with water,” said Annie.
    “Yeah, like the water that’s flooding the alleys,” said Jack.
    “But the woman at the café told us not to worry about that,” said Annie.
    “I’m still worried,” said Jack. “Let’s look up
floods
in our Venice book.” He found
floods
in theindex. He turned to the right page and read:
    Most of the time, high water in Venice is not serious. But if several conditions are present at the same time, a flood disaster can occur.
    “A flood disaster! That must be it!” said Annie. “So what are the conditions?”
    “It lists them here,” said Jack. He read:
    A high tide
    Strong winds from the south
    Heavy flow of water from the mountains
    Severe storms at sea
    “There’s a high tide tonight—the passenger with the bird mask in the gondola told us that,” said Annie.
    “Yeah, and winds from the south—the weather vane told us that,” said Jack.
    “And water’s flowing down from the mountains—the woman at the café told us that,” said Annie.
    “Yeah, and storms out at sea—I saw lightning when we crossed the water,” said Jack.
    “All the conditions are here,” said Annie.
    Jack and Annie looked around. Water was now flowing steadily from the alleyways into the small square. It had risen above their ankles.
    “I get it now,” said Jack. “The water will just keep getting higher and higher until it destroys the whole city. And no one’s paying attention!”
    “Neptune’s the only one who can help us stop the flood,” said Annie.
    “But Neptune’s not real,” said Jack. “I mean, he’s a character in mythology, and mythology’s not real life. It’s—”
    “Okay, okay,” said Annie. “Let’s just take one step at a time. At midnight two guys will tell us the time, and then we should climb to the top of their tower, right?”
    “Right,” said Jack.
    “So what we have to do now is find those two guys!” said Annie.
    “Let’s go back to the waterfront,” said Jack. “The man with the dog said everyone in Venice would be there for the fireworks.”
    Jack put away their book. Then he and Annie retraced their steps over the footbridge and back through the alleys. Lots of seaweed was floating in the narrow lanes between buildings.
Water is definitely flowing in from the sea
, Jack thought.
    When they got back to Saint Mark’s Square, people were streaming toward the waterfront. Jack and Annie walked with the crowd. Everyone was talking and laughing as they looked up at the sky over the water, waiting for the fireworks to begin. No one paid attention to the damp winds or the seawater spilling over the side of the canal, soaking their shoes.
    “Excuse me!” Annie shouted. “Can anyone tell us the time?”
    No one answered, for just then the first explosion of fireworks shook the night. The crowd cheered as blue and red showers exploded in the sky.
    In the distance, a clock started to chime. Jack counted the bongs.
    “Twelve!” he said. “It’s midnight now, according to
that
clock.”
    More fireworks exploded over the waterfront, and another clock began clanging. This time, Jack counted only eleven bongs. He shook his head. “This is crazy!” he muttered.
    Jack looked around at the crowd. “Can anyone tell us the real time?” he yelled. “Is it midnight yet? Can anyone tell us?”
    No one answered—not even
one
man, much less two. Everyone was
oohing
and
aahing
over the dazzling fireworks.
    Another clock began to sound. This one was much louder than the first two.
    BONG!
    “This is hopeless!” said Jack.
    BONG!
    “We’ll never know the right time,” he said.
    BONG!
    “Jack, look over there—” said Annie.

    BONG!
    “We’ll never find the two men with the tower,” said Jack.
    BONG!
    “Jack, look—” said Annie.
    BONG!
    “All of Venice is about to drown in a flood,” said Jack.
    BONG!
    “And everyone’s just cheering for fireworks!” said Jack.
    BONG!
    “JACK! LOOK!”
said Annie. She pointed toward the clock tower in Saint Mark’s Square.
    BONG!
    Jack saw a huge bell on top of the tower. Two bronze statues were holding a club and striking the bell.
    BONG!
    The statues were of
two