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　　It was early in the spring about 15 years ago a day of pale sunlight and trees just began to turn green. I was a young police reporter, driving to a scene I didn't want to see. A man had accidentally backed his pickup truck over his baby granddaughter in the driveway of their home. It was a fatality.

　　As I parked among police cars and TV news cruisers, I saw a white haired man standing near a pickup. Cameras were trained on him, and reporters were sticking microphones in his face. Looking totally bewildered(困惑的) , he was trying to answer their questions. Mostly he wag only moving his lips, blinking and choking up.

　　After a white the reporters gave up on him and followed the. police into a small white house. I could still see that old man looking down at the place in the driveway where the child had been.

　　“I was just backing up there to spread that good dirt. ”he said to me, though I had not asked him anything. “I didn't even know she was outdoors. ”He stretched his hand toward the flower bed, then let it flop to his side.

　　Entering the kitchen, I came upon the scene. On a table, backlight by a curtained window, lay the tiny body. wrapped in a clear white sheet. Somehow the grandfather had managed to stay away from the crowd. He was sitting on a chair beside the table, in profile (侧面) to me and unaware of my presence, looking at the small body.

　　In that quiet moment I recognized the making of a prize winning news photograph. I raised the camera.

　　I don't know how many seconds I stood there, unable to snap that shutter. I was keenly aware of the powerful story telling value that photo would have, and my professional conscience(意识) told me to take it. Yet I couldn't make my hand fire that flashbulb and intrude on the poor man's island of sadness.

　　At length I lowered the camera and walked away shaken with doubt about my suitability for the journalistic profession. Of course I never told the city editor or any fellow reporters about that missed opportunity for a perfect news picture. But I still feel right about what I did.

1．What would be the best title for the passage?

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A．The Perfect Picture

B．The Death of a Child

C．The Kind Reporter

D．The Terrible Accident

2．When the writer saw him the old man was ________.

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A．crying for his lost grandchild

B．looking at the driveway

C．spreading some dirt on the flowerbed

D．receiving an interview

3．The writer missed the chance of taking the picture because ________.

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A．the effect might not be satisfactory

B．the old man hated to be interrupted

C．he didn't realize the story telling value of it

D．he wouldn't take advantage of the other's sadness

4．The writer's purpose in writing the story is to ________.

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A．describe a heart-broken scene

B．tell one of his experiences

C．blame other photographers

D．persuade people to pity others