I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to get in touch with the Automobile Association .Low gray clouds were drifting across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.

There was no sign of a call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his job, but the town was completely dead.

Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint, I hurried forward but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was very fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat and rubber boots. I could not see his face - he was bending forward over the phone with his back pressed against the glass and didn't even raise his head at the sound of my coming nearer and nearer. Carefully and surprisedly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the call box door.

The author was walking through the small seaside town__________.

A. late morning        B. early morning

C. before midnight     D. late evening

The weather of the day was ____, when the story happened.

A. windy, cold and cloudy    B. stormy, damp and clear

C. rainy, cold and clear      D. rainy, windy and cold

Why was the author astonished when he saw that there was a man in the call box? Because____.

A. the man inside was still wearing a raincoat

B. he didn't expect it to be taken up

C. the man had his back with him

D. the man did not seem to be moving

The author waited, standing a few feet away from the box because____.

A. it was not safe to be close to the box

B. the man didn't notice his coming

C. he wanted to have a cigarette to calm himself down

D. it was bad manners to overhear other's phone calls

What do you suppose happened to the man in the call box?

A. He slept.

B. He had most probably been killed.

C. He was lost in his important phone call.

D. He was too fat to move around.

I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to get in touch with the Automobile Association .Low gray clouds were drifting across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.
There was no sign of a call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his job, but the town was completely dead.
Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town’s only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint, I hurried forward but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was very fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat and rubber boots. I could not see his face - he was bending forward over the phone with his back pressed against the glass and didn’t even raise his head at the sound of my coming nearer and nearer. Carefully and surprisedly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the call box door.
【小題1】The author was walking through the small seaside town__________.

       I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking for somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to contact the Automobile Association. Low grey clouds were gathering across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea which nearly threw me off my feet every time I crossed one of the side streets. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.

       There was no sign of a call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour whom I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop open selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his rounds, but the town was completely dead. The only living thing I saw was a thin frightened cat outside a small restaurant.

       Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint. I hurried forward, but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat. I could not see his face — he was bending over the phone, and he did not even raise his head at the sound of my footsteps.

       Surprised, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling (流淌) from under the call box door.

1．What time did the story happen?

       A．On an early winter morning.                 B．On a cold winter afternoon.

       C．On a rainy summer morning.                D．On a windy summer afternoon.

2．Which of the following words best describe the author's impression of the town?

       A．Dirty and frightening.                          B．Wet and crowded. 

       C．Empty and dead.                                  D．Busy and unpleasant.

3．Why did the author go into the seaside town?

       A．To find a gas station.                           B．To buy a Sunday paper.

       C．To telephone for help.                          D．To get some milk.

4．Why didn't the man raise his head when the author came near?

       A．He was annoyed at being seen by the author.

       B．He was angry at being disturbed by the author.

       C．He had probably fallen asleep.

       D．He had probably been murdered.

I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to get in touch with the Automobile Association .Low gray clouds were drifting across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.
I could see no call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his job, but the town was completely dead.
Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint, I hurried forward but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was very fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat and rubber boots. I could not see his face - he was bending forward over the phone with his back pressed against the glass and didn't even raise his head at the sound of my coming nearer and nearer. Carefully and surprisedly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the call box door.
【小題1】The author was walking through the small seaside town__________.

I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to get in touch with the Automobile Association .Low gray clouds were drifting across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.
I could see no call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his job, but the town was completely dead.
Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint, I hurried forward but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was very fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat and rubber boots. I could not see his face - he was bending forward over the phone with his back pressed against the glass and didn't even raise his head at the sound of my coming nearer and nearer. Carefully and surprisedly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the call box door

1. 1.

   The author was walking through the small seaside town______.

   1. A.
      late morning
   2. B.
      before midnight
   3. C.
      early morning
   4. D.
      late evening
2. 2.

   The weather of the day was ______, when the story happened

   1. A.
      stormy, damp and clear
   2. B.
      windy, cold and cloudy
   3. C.
      rainy, cold and clear
   4. D.
      rainy, windy and cold
3. 3.

   Why was the author astonished when he saw that there was a man in the call box? Because______.

   1. A.
      the man inside was still wearing a raincoat
   2. B.
      he didn't expect it to be taken up
   3. C.
      the man had his back with him
   4. D.
      the man did not seem to be moving
4. 4.

   The author waited, standing a few feet away from the box because______.

   1. A.
      it was bad manners to overhear other's phone calls
   2. B.
      the man didn't notice his coming
   3. C.
      he wanted to have a cigarette to calm himself down
   4. D.
      it was not safe to be close to the box
5. 5.

   What do you suppose happened to the man in the call box?

   1. A.
      He slept
   2. B.
      He was too fat to move around
   3. C.
      He was lost in his important phone call
   4. D.
      He had most probably been killed

I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to get in touch with the Automobile Association .Low gray clouds were drifting across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.

There was no sign of a call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his job, but the town was completely dead.

Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint, I hurried forward but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was very fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat and rubber boots. I could not see his face - he was bending forward over the phone with his back pressed against the glass and didn't even raise his head at the sound of my coming nearer and nearer. Carefully and surprisedly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the call box door.

1.The author was walking through the small seaside town__________.

2.The weather of the day was ____, when the story happened.

3. Why was the author astonished when he saw that there was a man in the call box? Because____.

4.The author waited, standing a few feet away from the box because____.

5. What do you suppose happened to the man in the call box?