I got up early, but I ()so, because I had no work to do thatmorning.
A.shouldn' t have done
B.mustn' t do
C.needn' t have done
D.needn' t do
A.shouldn' t have done
B.mustn' t do
C.needn' t have done
D.needn' t do
They discussed what Mother and I should do during the day, what Santa Claus should give a fellow for Christmas, and what steps should be taken to brighten the home. There was that little matter of the baby, for instance. Mother and I could never agree about that. Ours was the only house in the neighborhood without a new baby, and Mother said we couldn't afford one till Father came back from the war because it cost seventeen and six. That showed how foolish she was. The Geneys up the road had a baby, and everyone knew they couldn't afford seventeen and six. It was probably a cheap baby, and Mother wanted something really good, but I felt she was too hard to please. The Geneys' baby would have done us fine. Having settled my plans for 'the day, I got up, put a chair under my window, and lifted the frame. high enough to stick out my head. The window overlooked the front gardens of the homes behind ours, and beyond these it looked over a deep valley to the tall, red-brick house up the opposite hillside, which were all still shadow, while those on our side of the valley were all lit up, though with long storage shadows that made them seem unfamiliar, stiff and painted.
The boy usually felt ________ early in the morning.
A.frightened
B.cheerful
C.worded
D.puzzled
He dressed, and when he went downstairs from the top floor of the rooming house in which he lived, the only sounds he heard were the coarse sounds of sleep; the only lights burning were lights that had been forgotten. Charlie ate some breakfast in an all-night lunch wagon and took an elevated train uptown. From Third Avenue, he walked over to Sutton Place. The neighbourhood was dark. House after house put into the shine of the streetlights a wall of black windows. Millions and millions were sleeping, and this general loss of consciousness generated an impression of abandonment, as if this were the fall of the city, the end of time.
He opened the iron-and-glass doors of the apartment building where he had been working for six months as an elevator operator, and went through the elegant lobby to a locker room at the back. He put on a striped vest with brass buttons, a false ascot, a pair of pants with a light blue stripe on the seam, and a coat. The night elevator man was dozing on the little bench in the car. Charlie woke him. The night elevator man told him thickly that the day doorman had been taken sick and wouldn't be in that day. With the doorman sick, Charlie wouldn't have any relief for lunch, and a lot of people would expect him to whistle for cabs.
Charlie had been on duty a few minutes when 14 rang-Mrs. Hewing, who, he happened to know, was kind of immoral. Mrs, Hewing hadn't been to bed yet, and she got into the elevator wearing a long dress under her fur coat. She was followed by her two funny looking dogs. He took her down and watched her go out into the dark and take her dogs to the curb. She was outside for only a few minutes. Then she came in and he took her up to 14 again. When she got off the elevator, she said, "Merry Christmas, Charlie."
"Well, it isn't much a holiday for me, Mrs. Hewing," he said. "I think Christmas is a very sad season of the year. It isn't that people around here ain't generous--I mean I got plenty of tips--but, you see, I live alone in a furnished room and I don't have any family or anything, and Christmas isn't much of a holiday for me."
"I'm sorry, Charlie," Mrs. Hewing said. "I don't have any family myself, It is kind of sad when you're alone, isn't it?" she called her dogs and followed them into her apartment. He went down.
It was quiet then, and Charlie lit a cigarette. The heating plant in the basement encompassed the building at that hour in a regular and profound vibration, and the sullen noises of arriving steam heat began to resound, first in the lobby and then to reverberate up through all the sixteen stories, but this was a mechanical awakening, and it didn't lighten his loneliness or his petulance. The black air outside the glass doors had begun to turn blue, but the blue light seemed to have no source; it appeared in the middle of the air. It was a tearful light, and he wanted to cry. Then a cab drove up, and the Walsers got out, drunk and dressed in evening clothes, and he took them up to their penthouse. The Walsers got him to brood about the difference between his life in a furnished room and the lives of the people overhead. It was terrible.
All the following statements may account for the sadness felt by Charlie on Christmas EXCEPT______.
A.he had to get up early to work on Christmas morning
B.he felt lonely
C.he had a sense of inferiority
D.he was poor
A.used to
B.is used to
C.use
D.use to
1.Mike now lives in __________.
A.a village in Scotland
B.a village near London
C.London
2.__________ got up late every morning.
A.Mike’mum
B.Mike
C.I
3.25 years later, Mike __________.
A.is early in doing everything
B.still is late as in the past
C.is never late again
4.As boys both of us liked __________.
A.fishing
B.swimming
C.riding bicycles
5.We walked 5 miles back home because we __________.
A.were drunk
B.were tired
C.enjoyed walking
A.got up
B.had got up
C.get up
D.am getting up
A.when you get up
B.when do you get up
C.when you got up
D.when did you get up
A.ran into
B.went up
C.looked after
D.came to
A.i miss you so much that i want to see you
B.i got up late so i missed the school bus
C.I seem to be missing what is great about high school
D.Hurry up or we will miss the train
How did the writer finally get out of the desert?()
A、He was picked up by a car.
B、A camel took him to the road.
C、A passer-by Bedouin helped him.
D、His uncle and cousin found and rescued him.
A.I can reach it on that Wednesday
B.I can make it on that Wednesday
C.I can get it on that Wednesday
D.I can assure it on that Wednesday