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　It was a freezing day, when I picked up a wallet in the street．There was nothing 　1　　 　but a letter that was 　2　　 　Hellen． On the torn 　3　　 　I found the return 　4　　 　, so I called information． The operator asked me to 　5　　 　on, and she came back on the 　6　　 　soon． She told me that Hellen's family had 　7　　 　their house years ago． Hellen had to 　8　　 　her mother in a nursing home．

　I called and found out that Hellen's mother had 　9　　 　． The woman who answered 　10　　 　that Hellen herself was 　11　　 　living here．

　The director waited for me at the 　12　　 　of the nursing home． I went up to the 3rd floor． Hellen was an old 　13　　 　with a warm smile and 　14　　 　eyes． I told her about 　15　 the wallet and showed her the letter． She took a deep 　16　　 　． “Young man, ” she said, “this was the 　17　　 　letter I had written to Mike 60 years ago． I loved him very much． I guess no one ever 　18　　 　up to him． I still think of him…”

　I thanked Hellen and came back to the director． His secretary looked at the wallet 　19　　 　and said, “Hey, that's Mr Goldstein's． He's always losing it． He's 　20　　 　here on the 8th floor． That's his wallet, for 　21　　 　．”

　We hurried to him and asked 　22　　 　he had lost his wallet． Mike felt his back 　23　　 　and then said, “Goodness, it's missing．”

　When I returned him the wallet and told him where Hellen was, He grew 　24　　 　．“When the letter came,” he said, “my life ended． I never got married．”

　We took him to Hellen's 　25　　 　．They stood, looked at each other for a minute and embraced (拥抱)．