I was shown into the waiting-room which, as I had expected, was full.Any waiting-room-especially a dentist's-is not the best place in the world to 1 an afternoon.No matter how hard a dentist(牙医)tries to make his waiting-room look 2 , it always has an atmosphere of its own-the unpleasant smell and disordered(混乱的) 3 in the room.
This waiting-room was no exception.There were 4 pictures on the wall and the magazines on the table 5 like a great pile of waste paper.I took my 6 and decided to pass the time 7 the people around me.
A little man beside me was 8 the pages of a magazine quickly and nervously.It was 9 to understand what he was looking at, for 10 three minutes or so he would throw the magazine onto the 11 , take another, and sink back into his chair.Opposite me there was a young mother who was trying to 12 her son from making a 13 .He had placed an ash-tray(烟灰缸)on the floor and was making plane-noises 14 he waved a pencil in his hands.The boy had clearly become uninterested in 15 .Near him, and old man was fast asleep, and the boy's mother was 16 sooner or later her son would 17 the gentleman up.There was a deep silence in the room as the door opened and a nurse 18 .The people looked 19 with hope in their eyes, then murmured something as the next luckly 20 was led out of the room.