语篇理解

　　A warm,dusty wind was blowing over the harbour(海港) from the south.Where it stopped,it left a thin layer of fine African sand,a bit of unwanted Africa,and also unwanted by France.

　　Clive stood with Dick,a racing driver,in the ship,watching the cars being taken from the land.Some of the cars were already in the ship.

　　‘I hope this wind will have changed by the time we get there,’the driver said,staring up at the cream-coloured sky.‘These conditions wouldn't be any good for racing’.

　　‘Don’t worry,’Clive said with a smile.‘It'll hardly trouble us,since Argentina is about 7,000 miles away.’

　　Surprise came over the driver’s face.‘Is that so? We should leave it behind then,shouldn’t we?’

　　They talked for a while about Argentina.Clive was going on business,but Dick was to take part in a motor-race.It was his first important event outside Europe.He mentioned the date of the race December 30,and added,‘I’ve never raced in cold winter before.’

　　Their conversation was then turned to the young driver.He was an engineer,twenty-six years old.Motor-racing was his great love,and he was recently driving a car made in France.He spoke well enough,so Clive thought he must have had a good education.However,something seemed to have gone wrong or was different these days.Here he was ,going to Argentina,but without much idea where the country was .When he spoke of a cousin of his who worked in South Africa ‘Is there any chance of this ship calling there?’ Clive realized that the young man had no map of the world in his mind.

　　He had plans to race in South Africa and in Japan.To him,they were places on the earth,and probably that was all.Clive was interested because the man seemed cheerfully unconscious of his lack of knowledge.What was worse,he even thought everyone else was as foolish as him.

　　Dust blew into their faces.“This wind from Africa…”but he did not go on .Was there any point of his saying so?To the young man,it might have been the same as a wind from China.Were there many people,he wondered,who did not know where they were going,or even where they were?

1．Clive and Dick were on the ship because they ______.

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A．were leaving for South America

B．wanted to see a French motor-race

C．tried to stay away from a dust storm

D．had gone there to get the motor-cars

2．Clive was puzzled when the driver spoke about the weather conditions because ______.

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A．the weather didn't look like changing

B．the driver couldn't race that day

C．the driver thought conditions would be the same in Argentina

D．the long distance to Argentina had surprised the man

3．______ made Clive try to find out more of the young driver.

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A．It was his interest in people with exciting jobs that

B．The young man's idea that the race would be run in winter

C．His wish to make a friend for the long trip

D．His wish to make the young driver feel less worried

4．What seemed to have gone wrong was that ______,

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A．an engineer should waste time racing

B．people started on long journeys without any maps

C．the young man's education was far from perfect

D．the young man was on the wrong ship for South America

5．Clive and Dick were not the same kind of people because ______.

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A．the driver was much younger than Clive

B．their jobs were different

C．Clive knew his way about the world,but the young man didn't

D．the wind worried Dick,but it didn't trouble Clive

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　　I'd meant to go to Miros that day. I'd packed my bag and was ready. The motor-boat 1 in on time. The sky was cloudy, but the wind wasn't too strong for the two-hour 2 . I stood at my window, staring at the boat. Then I lost 3 of her, an old light-house partly blocking my view of the harbour(港口). A dozen passengers were 4 their way there. I was about to join them when a man's face 5 at the light-house window.

　　This was strange, because the light-house had been empty, unused and 6 for thirty years. It was stranger still, because I'd seen that 7 before. I couldn't place it but it was, or had once been, familiar to me. I opened my window and 8 across.

　　“I know we've met before, but I can't remember where.”

　　I 9 him to open his window if he could and answer me. He did neither. The face behind the glass 10 motionless(没有表情). Seeing him more clearly now, I knew he was not looking at me. He seemed to be looking upwards, 11 the clouds. How well I had known that face, sometime, somewhere!

　　I 12 again.“We met years ago. Was it in Athens in the 1950s? I used to live in Plaka.”

　　He didn't reply nor give any 13 that he'd heard. I went back further, to 14 I was in the navy (海军).“Perhaps we met at sea during the war,”and that thought at once 15 him to mind. Commander Leftis! He was Commander Leftis of course! How could I have forgotten? I'd saved his life once. But surely he…

　　The motor-boat 16 her bell. I turned my eyes. The wind had risen, but she was pulling 17 . Laughing, I called,“Now I've missed her, and it's your 18 , Commander!”

　　As the boat drew away, the face at the window faded. 19 minute it was there, looking up. I could see the whites of the eyes. The 20 it was gone.

　　Well, I didn't rush to the light-house. I knew that Leftis was dead. He died at sea in 1963 or' 64. But there's one other thing I ought to tell you: the motor-boat never reached Miros. It was lost in a storm, with all the passengers.

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