My father met my mother in a poker (扑克牌) game. He couldn't   21   his eyes off her. It was her company's annual   22   , and he walked her home that night. The next week, from his home in Chicago, he   23  her a postcard:" Remember me? Please   24   , because I'll be calling you one of these days. David".

      She still has that postcard. I'm not sure what made her   25   it. Though he already had his heart  26  her, she hadn't chosen him yet,  27   not consciously.

      As my father often told us   28   we were growing up, it was   29   luck that he was at the picnic that day. As a salesman for a big electronics company, he was in town to   30   customers and happened to stop by the branch office that Saturday morning to   31   some calls. The telephone rang ; it was the   32   of a local radio station with whom my father had done some business. So the manager   33   my father to come right over to their annual picnic.

       My mother was a writer at that radio station. If my father hadn't   34   by the office that morning ,he told us,  35   if he'd gotten there two minutes later, the life--our lives-- would have been   36  .

       A few months after the wedding, my father was transferred East. They   37 in New York, in the house where I grew up.

       Sometimes I think about that, how time sweeps us   38   and puts us in a certain place where we're faced with one choice or another. By chance or by the   39   we make, we leave behind other lives we could have lived, full of  40  passions and joys, different problems and disappointments.

My father met my mother in a poker （扑克牌） game. He couldn't   1   his eyes off her. It was her company's annual   2   , and he walked her home that night. The next week, from his home in Chicago, he  3  her a postcard:" Remember me? Please 4   , because I'll be calling you one of these days. David".

       She still has that postcard. I'm not sure what made her  5   it. Though he already had his heart  6  her, she hadn't chosen him yet,  7  not consciously.

       As my father often told us   8   we were growing up, it was  9  luck that he was at the picnic that day. As a salesman for a big electronics company, he was in town to  10  customers and happened to stop by the branch office that Saturday morning to  11   some calls. The telephone rang；it was the  12  of a local radio station with whom my father had done some business. So the manager  13   my father to come right over to their annual picnic.

       My mother was a writer at that radio station. If my father hadn't  14   by the office that morning，he told us,  15   if he'd gotten there two minutes later, the life--our lives-- would have been   16  .

       A few months after the wedding, my father was transferred East. They  17 in New York, in the house where I grew up.

       Sometimes I think about that, how time sweeps us   18   and puts us in a certain place where we're faced with one choice or another. By chance or by the  19  we make, we leave behind other lives we could have lived, full of 20  passions and joys, different problems and disappointments.

1．A．take                B．meet             C．fix               D．put

2．A．game              B．competition       C．picnic           D．meeting

3．A．booked             B．wrote            C．sold             D．sent

4．A．do                 B．forget            C．wait             D．read

5．A．bring               B．save             C．let               D．gather

6．A．look for             B．set on            C．stare at          D．fall to

7．A．at least              B．more or less      C．as a result        D．at last

8．A．because             B．until             C．though           D．while

9．A．blind                B．sad              C．sorrowful        D．tiresome

10．A．fight with         B．agree with       C．argue with     D．meet with

11．A．produce           B．develop           C．make            D．get

12．A．friend            B．manager          C．salesman         D．customer

13．A．invited             B．refused           C．forced           D．allowed

14．A．slept              B．spoken           C．stopped          D．grown

15．A．and              B．but              C．then             D．or

16．A．missed            B．lost              C．stolen            D．gone

17．A．married           B．settled            C．met              D．separated

18．A．away             B．off              C．along            D．up

19．A．choices           B．places            C．lives              D．times

20．A．similar          B．familiar             C．different         D．dangerous

I feel very excited at the thought that in another week I shall be with you again on holiday.I have enjoyed my stay in England very much indeed.Mr Brown and classmates are nice to me，but，as they say in England “There_is_no_place_like_home”，and I think you feel this above all at Christmas time.

I’m leaving here early on Thursday，the 23rd，and I shall arrive in Basle on Friday morning，so I shall be home somewhere about lunchtime.Can you meet me at the station，as I shall have a lot of luggage?

In some of my earlier letters I have told you all about the other students here，well，I want to ask my Polish friend Jan to come and spend Christmas with us.Will that be all right？His father and mother died last year，he can not go home for Christmas，and he has no friend in England except the Browns.He is a nice boy.I know you all like him，and I feel sure he will enjoy Christmas with us.It is very short notice，but you are always pleased，I know，if we bring our friends home.However，I have not yet invited him，as I thought it was better to ask you first.Please let me know as soon as possible if it will be all right.

64．The writer was very excited at the thought that________.

A．she would be back home with her new friend

B．she would be with her parents in another week

C．her parents wanted to see her very much

D．she would go on staying in England

65．When did she expect to arrive in Basle?

A．On Thursday the 23rd.

B．On Friday morning.

C．The next day.

D．The second day after her holiday.

66．She wanted someone to meet her because________.

A．she was told to do so

B．she would be tired out after the trip

C．she would carry a lot of things

D．she didn’t know where the station was

67．The underlined sentence “There is no place like home” in the first paragraph means________.

A．there is not a place that the writer likes

B．there is no place that the writer can live in

C．the writer’s home is not in London in fact

D．there is no place which is not like a house

“This one’s for you,” Sergeant (警官) Barstow shouted and left quickly through the back door. I was a little puzzled. I looked out a window of the Ashfordly Police Station and saw an elderly woman come into the building.
“Good morning, Madam,” I said.
“Good morning,” she said pleasantly. “You’re new, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Madam.”
“It’s about that man who’s been annoying me,” she said. “I’ve been here about him before.”
“Could I have your name and address, please?”  
“Miss Fraser. Josephine Fraser. I live at 43 Prince Terrace. Now, can you please do something about Jackson?”
“What’s he done, Miss Fraser?”
“Done? He’s thrown garbage all over my stairs again. He must be stopped.”
“Where does he live?”
“Next door, Number 41,” she said.  
“I’ll go and see later and warn him off, Miss Fraser.”
“I would be most grateful.” With that she left.
Half an hour later, I reached Prince Terrace. NO. 41 was in a bad state of repair. I knocked. No reply. I entered. The place was deserted. I wondered if the Jackson was a tramp (流浪者). Anyway, it seemed he had left, possibly because of Miss Fraser’s threatening police action. I decided to visit her.
I knocked on her door and it was opened almost immediately. “Ah!” she said gladly. “You’re just in time for coffee.” I followed her inside. Miss Fraser told me more about her battle with Jackson. But when I asked specific questions, it clearly showed that she had never seen Jackson. Finally, I managed to leave.
Sergeant Barstow smiled kindly as I returned. “Nick, did you kick(踢出) Jackson out of that house?”
“Jackson!” I cried. “Who is he?”
“There is no Jackson,” he said. “Miss Fraser is lonely and she likes company. We always let the new young men deal with Miss Fraser. It gives her deep satisfaction. That’s what we are here for, isn’t it — to satisfy the public?”
【小题1】Why did Sergeant Barstow leave quickly when Miss Fraser came?

“This one’s for you,” Sergeant (警官) Barstow shouted and left quickly through the back door. I was a little puzzled. I looked out a window of the Ashfordly Police Station and saw an elderly woman come into the building.

“Good morning, Madam,” I said.

“Good morning,” she said pleasantly. “You’re new, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Madam.”

“It’s about that man who’s been annoying me,” she said. “I’ve been here about him before.”

“Could I have your name and address, please?”  

“Miss Fraser. Josephine Fraser. I live at 43 Prince Terrace. Now, can you please do something about Jackson?”

“What’s he done, Miss Fraser?”

“Done? He’s thrown garbage all over my stairs again. He must be stopped.”

“Where does he live?”

“Next door, Number 41,” she said.  

“I’ll go and see later and warn him off, Miss Fraser.”

“I would be most grateful.” With that she left.

Half an hour later, I reached Prince Terrace. NO. 41 was in a bad state of repair. I knocked. No reply. I entered. The place was deserted. I wondered if the Jackson was a tramp (流浪者). Anyway, it seemed he had left, possibly because of Miss Fraser’s threatening police action. I decided to visit her.

I knocked on her door and it was opened almost immediately. “Ah!” she said gladly. “You’re just in time for coffee.” I followed her inside. Miss Fraser told me more about her battle with Jackson. But when I asked specific questions, it clearly showed that she had never seen Jackson. Finally, I managed to leave.

Sergeant Barstow smiled kindly as I returned. “Nick, did you kick(踢出) Jackson out of that house?”

“Jackson!” I cried. “Who is he?”

“There is no Jackson,” he said. “Miss Fraser is lonely and she likes company. We always let the new young men deal with Miss Fraser. It gives her deep satisfaction. That’s what we are here for, isn’t it — to satisfy the public?”

1.Why did Sergeant Barstow leave quickly when Miss Fraser came?

A．Because he wanted to let Nick deal with her alone.

B．Because he had to go and catch Jackson at once.

C．Because he was tired of the elderly woman.

D．Because he knew she would tell a lie.

2.Miss Fraser told Nick that _____.

A．her neighbor had often caused her trouble

B．it was her first visit to the police station

C．she was looking for Sergeant Barstow

D．someone had broken into her house

3.Miss Fraser made up the story of Jackson because _____.

A．she liked to play jokes on the policemen

B．she wanted to have someone to talk with

C．she loved to show others her nice coffee

D．she hated Jackson very much