I have only once been in trouble with the law．The whole process of being arrested and taken to court was a rather unpleasant experience at the time, but it makes a good story now． What makes it rather disturbing was the arbitrary（随意的）circumstances both of my arrest and my subsequent （随后的） fate in court．

It happened in February about twelve years ago．I had left school a couple of months before that and was not due to go to university until the following October．I was still living at home at the time．

One morning I was in Richmond, a suburb of London near where I lived．I was looking for a temporary job so that I could save up some money to go traveling．As it was a fine day and I was in no hurry, I was taking my time, looking in shop windows, strolling in the park, and sometimes just stopping and looking around me．It must have been this obvious aimlessness that led to my downfall．

It was about half past eleven when it happened．I was just walking out of the local library, having unsuccessfully sought employment there, when I saw a man walking across the road with the obvious intention of talking to me．I thought he was going to ask me the time．Instead, he said he was a police officer and he was arresting me．At first I thought it was some kind of joke

But then another policeman appeared, this time in uniform, and I was left in no doubt．

'But what for?" I asked

‘Wandering with intent to commit an arrestable offence,' he said．

‘What offence?' I asked

'Theft,' he said

'Theft of what?'I asked

'Milk bottles,' he said, and with a perfectly straight face too!

'Oh,' I said．

It turned out there had been a lot of petty thefts in the area, particularly that of stealing milk bottles from doorsteps．

Then I made my big mistake．At the time I was nineteen, had long untidy hair, and regarded myself as pan of the sixties' 'youth counterculture'．As a result, I wanted to appear cool and unconcerned with the incident, so I said, 'How long have you been following me?  in the most casual and conversational tone I could manage．I thus appeared to them to be quite familiar with this sort of situation, and it confirmed them in their belief that I was a thoroughly disreputable （品行不端的） character．

         A few minutes later a police car arrived．

         'Get in the back,' they said．'Put your hands on the back of the front seat and don't move them．'

         They got in on either side of me．It wasn't funny any more．

         At the police station they questioned me for several hours．I continued to try to look worldly and familiar with the situation．When they asked me what I had been doing, I told them I'd been looking for a job．'Aha,' I could see them thinking, 'unemployed'．

Eventually, I was officially charged and told to report to Richmond Magistrates' Court the following Monday．Then they let me go．

I wanted to conduct my own defense in court, but as soon as my father found out what had happened, he hired a very good solicitor （律师） ．We went along that Monday armed with all kinds of witnesses, including my English teacher from school as a character witness．But he was never called on to give evidence．My 'trial' didn't get that far．The magistrate （法官） dismissed the case after fifteen minutes．1 was free．The poor police had never stood a chance．The solicitor even succeeded in getting costs awarded against the police．

And so I do not have a criminal record．But what was most shocking at the time was the things my release from the charge so clearly depended on．I had the 'right' accent, respectable middle-class parents in court, reliable witnesses, and I could obviously afford a very good solicitor．Given the obscure nature of the charge．I feel sure that if I had come from a different background, and had really been unemployed, there is every chance that I would have been found guilty．While asking for costs to be awarded, my solicitor's case quite obviously revolved （回转） around the fact that I had a 'brilliant academic record'．

Meanwhile, just outside the courtroom, one of the policemen who had arrested me was gloomily complaining to my mother that another youngster had been turned against the police． 'You could have been a bit more helpful when we arrested you,' he said to me reproachfully （责备地） ．

What did he mean? Probably that I should have looked outraged （暴怒）and said something like, 'Look here, do you know who you're talking to? I am a highly successful student with a brilliant academic record．How dare you arrest me!' Then they, probably, would have apologized perhaps even taken off their caps, and let me on my way．

1.Judging from the first paragraph, the writer's attitude towards his story is _______．

A．angry                                          B．sad

C．amused                                      D．more than just one of the above

2.The first man who came up to him was ______．

A．a uniformed policeman                  B．a policeman in plainclothes

C．not a policeman                          D．a good joker

3.The court never asked the author's English teacher to give evidence because _______．

A．the time for the trial was limited to fifteen minutes only

B．the author wanted to conduct his own defense in court

C．the case was dismissed before the trial reached that stage

D．he was found to be unqualified as a character witness

4.The author believes that he would most probably have been declared guilty if _______．

A．the magistrate had been less gentle

B．he had really been out of work

C．he had been born in a lower—class family

D．both B and C

5.In the opinion of one of the policeman who had arrested the author, the whole thing might not have occurred if ______．

A．he had protested strongly at the time

B．he had begged to be allowed to go home

C．he hadn't wandered aimlessly

D．he had tried to look cool

6.We can see from the passage that the author ______．

A．has broken the law only once

B．has never broken the law

C．has broken the law on more than one occasion

D．once broke the law without knowing it

“Have you ever found a treasure?” I once asked my father．He smiled a big smile and told me this story．

“Once when I was about ten years old,” my father told me, “I went treasure hunting with my older sister．She had heard some people talking about a treasure box hidden in a hillside cave．One day we went there and spent two or three hours looking for the entrance to the cave．Then, as I was trying to squeeze between two big stones, I suddenly fell into a hole．It was the mouth of a tunnel that led to the cave．My sister and I crawled through into it．It was very dark but we had brought a flashlight and we were shocked to see that there was a large wooden box ahead of us．We ran to the box and pulled it open．It was filled with silver and gold coins．I started to count them but my sister told me to stop．“This is only money ，”she said，“This is not a real treasure．If you want money , all you have to do is to work for it”．

I was going to argue with her when I suddenly noticed a big metal box on the other side of the cave．The box was filled with statues．Some statues were made of ivory or gold, with diamonds for eyes and rubies for lips．I took one of the gold statues out of the box．‘Don’t do that!’ yelled my sister．‘This is only beauty and art．It is not a real treasure．There must be something better here．’

We searched and searched, but there was nothing else in the cave．Then the battery in the flashlight started to die．We got scared and crawled back．I wiggled through but my sister got stuck half way between the stones．I tried to pull her out but I couldn’t．I ran up and down the street knocking on doors but nobody would come．

The only one who would help was a girl about my age．She got a rope and a spade and a water bottle．About an hour later, we got my sister out of the stones．I became good friends with the girl who had helped us．She was very responsible, faithful, kind and loving．When we finished college I realized that she was the woman I wanted to marry．That’s your mom．I thought I had found the best treasure in the world．”

56．Why did the father knock on doors on the street?

　　　 A．To beg for water． 　　　　 　　　　　　　　　 B．To beg for help．

　　　 C．To tell people about the treasure．　 　　　　 D．To warn people of the danger．

57．What can we learn from the passage?

　　　 A．The loss of flashlight drove them to crawl back．

　　　 B．Most people in the town were not supportive and helpful．

　　　 C．The sister got stuck between the stones when she was trying to squeeze into the cave.．

　　　 D．The second box was filled with famous pictures．

58．Which of the following could best describe the sister?

　　　 A．Rude　　　　　　　　　　 B．Greedy　　　　　　　　　 C．Wise　　　　　　　　　　 D．Lazy

59．Which of the following could be the best title of the passage?

　　　 A．A Real Treasure　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 B．An Exciting Experience

C．A Helpful Girl D．A Terrible Trip

阅读下面短文, 掌握其大意, 然后1—25各题所给的四个选项中, 选出一个最佳答案。

    I was eight years old when I got my first pair of football boots.　　 This may not seem funny now, but in those days clothing was rationed　　 (配给) 1 the war, and I knew my father had to go　　 2 a coat to give it to me on my birthday.

　　     After school I went to play 3 in a park at the other end of the　　 town, and after my first game I walked 4 the park to the bus stop.　　 When we were 5 the town center, I happened to look　　 6 and saw I was holding just one boot. I looked under the seat but there was no　　 7 of the other one. Of course, I was only eight and not used to　　 8 boots together. One of them must have come undone. I could　　 9 my parents' faces when I told them I had lost it.

　　     I jumped off the bus and caught one going in the 10 direction. To my surprise, a lady who was a friend of my mother's was on it, and she　　 was surprised 11 , because she couldn't understand 12 I was going that　　 way at that time in the afternoon. I told her what had happened and　　 she wished 13 good luck.

　　     When I got to the park, I started walking slowly across it trying　　 to remember all of the various 14 roads I had taken. Suddenly, after　　 about 100 meters, I saw the boot 15 all by itself in the middle of the　　 grass. It seemed such a small object that I thought it was a miracle　　 that I had found it.

Maybe you have heard the story about Miss Evans.

　　     She was an American girl. One afternoon in April 1912, a new ship　　 16 from England to America 17 its first trip. It was one of the largest and finest ships at　　 18 . Over 2,200 people were on it.

　　    It was getting colder and colder, but people were enjoying 19 . They could see icebergs here and there. At night, the ship hit the iceberg　　 and came to 20 .There was a very big hole in the ship and water began　　 to come inside. The ship started to 21 slowly. People had to get into　　 the lifeboat, but the lifeboat wasn't 22 to hold　　 23 many people. Miss Evans was very kind to make　　 24 for the poor children's mother. She went back to the ship bravely. At last the mother　　 25 , but Miss Evans lost her life. What a nice girl! We should learn from her.