Several years ago I studied in a university in the biggest city in our country．It's beautiful but it's hot in summer．So I usually returned to my hometown when my 1 began．It was not big, but it was cool and quiet．I could 2 in the daytime and have a good sleep at night．
One day I had some problems to solve．But I didn't take the dictionary home．My father told me Charlie, one of my 3 had a good library．I went to his house at once．We didn't see each other after I 4 middle school．At first he didn't recognize(认出)me．He 5 me up and down．And then he called out, “Oh, dear! It's you, Fred! ”
Of course we were 6 to meet each other again and talked a lot about our schoolmates and teachers．Later on he showed me around his library．It wasn't big but there were a lot of nice books in it．And the dictionaries I 7 were in them too．At last I said, “Can you lend some dictionaries to me, please? ”
“I'm sorry I don't lend any books to 8 , ” said the young man． “Are you afraid I'll 9 them? ”
“No, I'm not．I'm afraid you won't 10 them to me．Look! All the books are not bought, but borrowed! ”