Then the servant knocked in a very guarded manner; the door was opened on the chain; and a voice asked from within, “Is that you, Poole?”
“It’s all right ,”said Poole,” Open the door.”
The hall, when they entered it , was brightly lighted up/The whole of the servants ,men and women, stood crowded together like a flock of sheep .At the sight of Mr. Utterson, the housemaid broke into crying hysterically but softly; and the cook , crying out” Bless God! It’s Mr. Utterson,” ran forward as if to take him in her arms.” What, what? Are you all here?” said the lawyer impatiently.” Very irregular, very unseemly; your master would be far from pleased.”
“They’re all afraid,” said Poole.
Blank silence followed , no one protesting; only the maid lifted her voice and now wept loudly.
“I told your tongue!” Poole said to her, with a violent accent that proved his own anxiety; and indeed , when the girl had so suddenly raised the note of her mourning, they had all started and turned towards the inner door with faces of dreadful expectation.” And now,” continued the servant, addressing the knife-boy,” reach me a candle, and we’ll get this through hands at once.” And then he begged Mr. Utterson to follow him, and led the way to the back garden.
“Now , sir,” said he ,“you come as gently as you can . I want you to hear, and I don’t want you to be heard. And see here , sir, if by any chance he was to ask you in ,don’t go.”
Mr. Utterson’s nerves gave a jerk that nearly threw him from his balance; but he recollected his courage and followed the servant to the foot of the stair. Here Poole signed to him to stand on one side and listen ;while he himself, setting down the candle and making a great and obvious call on his determination, went up the steps and knocked with a somewhat uncertain hand on the red baize of the cabinet door.
“Mr. Utterson, sir, asking to see you ,”he called; and even as he did so ,once more violently signed to the lawyer to give ear.
A voice answered from within:” Tell him I cannot see anyone,” it said complainingly.
“Thank you ,sir,” said Poole, with a note of something like triumph(胜利)in his voice; and taking up his candle, he led Mr.Utterson back across the yard and into the great kitchen.
“Sir,” he said, looking Mr. Utterson in the eyes, “Was that my master’s voice?”
“It seems much changed,” replied the lawyer, very pale, but giving look for look.
“Changed? Well , yes, I think so ,”said the servant, “Have I been twenty years in this man’s house, to be deceived about his voice? No , sir; master’s killed; he was killed eight days ago. when we heard him cry out upon the name of God; and who’s in there instead of him ,and why it stays there , is a thing that cries to Heaven, Mr. Utterson!”
“This is a very strange tale, Poole; this is rather a wild tale, my man,” said Mr. Utterson, biting his finger,” Suppose it were as you suppose ,supposing Dr. Jekyll to have been--well, murdered what could cause the murderer to stay ? That won’t hold water; it is not reasonable.”
“Well, Mr. Utterson, you are a hard man to satisfy, but I’ll do it yet,” said Poole. “All this last week(you must know)him , or it , whatever it is that lives in that cabinet ,has been crying night and day for some sort of medicine . It was sometimes his way--the master’s, that is --to write his orders on a sheet of paper and throw it on the stair. We’ve had nothing else his week back; nothing but papers, and a closed door, and the very meals left there to be taken in secretly when nobody was looking .Well, sir, every day ,ay, and twice and there times in the same day, there have been orders and complaints ,and I have been sent flying to all the wholesale chemists in town .Every time I brought the stuff back, there would be another paper telling me to return it , because it was not pure. This drug is wanted bitter bad, sir, whatever, for.”
1. Why did the servants have such a sharp response upon seeing Mr. Utterson?A.Because they expected Mr.Utterson to find out the truth. |
B.Because Mr. Utterson knew what had happened to their master. |
C.Because Poole hadn’t told them why Mr. Utterson was sent for. |
D.Because they thought they could please their master in this way. |
A.Because the master didn’t like being disturbed. |
B.Because Mr.Utterson was nervous and lost his balance. |
C.Because Poole knew very well his master was too cruel. |
D.Because they thought the man in the room might be the murderer. |
A.Poole’s conversation with his master was not interrupted |
B.Poole was convinced of his master’s survival in the room |
C.Poole was grateful for what his master had answered him |
D.Poole was sure that the man in the room was not the master |
A.Because the tale Poole made up was far too strange and wild. |
B.Because there was no chance that Dr.Jekyll had been murdered. |
C.Because Poole didn’t have enough water for his master to drown in . |
D.Because a murderer was less likely to stay on the crime scene for so long. |
A.the food was taken in with nobody noticing it |
B.the man in the room complainingly responded to Poole |
C.Poole was sent many times to buy and return some kind of drug |
D.the servants got nothing but papers from their master without seeing him |
A.loyal but violent | B.cautious and loyal |
C.Careless but determined | D.violent and careless |
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【推荐1】One by one, I ran my fingers along the books. One by one, I remembered. One by one, I took the books off the shelf and into the moving box the books of a boyhood slipping away(悄悄离开)
"The American Boy's Handy Book," for instance, Daniel Beard's 1882 instructional book for boyhood一with directions on how to build a pine-branch house, how to fish for freshwater clams(蛤蜊), and how to construct a boomerang (回飞镖) 一sent my knees shaking. I remembered the day I spied the book at a beloved bookshop and carried it home, hoping to give my sons and old-fashioned life of adventure.
"My Father's Dragon," the mid-20th-century dragon stories from Ruth Stiles Gant, had me in tears. As soon as I touched it,I was thrown back in time, sitting beside my then beginning-to-read first born on his four-poster bed. Taking turns turning pages, his eager fingers holding the page's corner, and mine patiently waiting. I couldn't bear to let these books go; they were so deeply linked to a life I had loved, a life now being placed into a box, transported miles away and put on to a grown man's bookshelf, alongside novels, books on law and philosophy. That's what reading together in childhood does: It forever holds us together.
As much as it ached to send away my firstborn's books, I was heartened to know they mattered to him, and that he wouldn't feel at home until they surrounded him again. He's always been the type to pack a book with him wherever he's going, and was delighted to learn that Thomas Jefferson offered up his personal collection after the Library of Congress was burned by the British. Jefferson found a house without books intolerable (难耐的) however, and immediately started refilling his bookshelves "I cannot live without books," he told John Adams.
It turned out I couldn't live without books either. I hatched a plan. As I closed the book box, I promised myself that like Jefferson, I would build a new library, a collection of children's books that could stand the test of time.
1. What do you know about The American Boys Handy Book?A.It's a how-to-book. |
B.It centers on fishing. |
C.It is out of print now. |
D.It was published in the 18th century. |
A.She would move house. |
B.Her interest in them dropped. |
C.Her son wanted to own them. |
D.She had to make room for her new books. |
A.mother’s directions |
B.boyhood on a shelf |
C.importance of children’s books |
D.Thomas Jefferson set an example |
This Christmas I was debating what to give my father. My dad is a hard person to buy for because he never wants anything. I pulled out my phone to read a text message from my mom saying that we were leaving for Christmas shopping for him when I came across a message on my phone that I had locked. The message was from my father. My eyes fell on a photo of a flower taken in Wyoming. and underneath a poem by William Blake. The flower, a lone dandelion standing against the bright blue sky, inspired me. My dad had been reciting those words to me since I was a kid. That may even be the reason why I love writing. I decided that those words would be my gift to my father.
I called back. I told my mom to go without me and that I already created my gift. I sent the photo of the cream-colored flower to my computer and typed the poem on top of it. As I was arranging the details another poem came to mind. The poem was written by Edgar Allan Poe; my dad recited it as much as he did the other. I typed that out as well and searched online for a background to the words of it. The poem was focused around dreaming, and after searching I found the perfect picture. The image was painted with blues and greens and purples, twisting together to create the theme and wonder of a dream. As I watched both poems passing through the printer, the white paper coloring with words that shaped my childhood. I felt that this was a gift that my father would truly appreciate.
Christmas soon arrived. The minute I saw the look on my dad's face as he unwrapped those swirling black letters carefully placed in a cheap frame, I knew I had given the perfect gift.
1. The idea for a special gift began to form when the author was______.
A.doing shopping | B.having a debate |
C.reading a message | D.leaving for Wyoming |
A.a photo of a flower | B.a story about a kid |
C.a call from the mother | D.a text about Christmas |
A.the father | B.the author |
C.William Blake | D.Edgar Allan Poe |
A.searching for the poems online |
B.drawing the background by hand |
C.painting the letters in three colors |
D.matching the words with pictures |
A.To show how to design images for gifts. |
B.To suggest making gifts from one's heart. |
C.To explain how computers help create gifts. |
D.To describe the gifts the author has received |
【推荐3】This passage is adapted from Jane Eyre by Charloue Bronte.
Seeing me, she recovered herself: she made a sort of effort to smile and expressed a few words of congratulations, but the smile disappeared, and the sentence was abandoned unfinished. She put up her glasses and pushed her chair back from the table.
“I feel so astonished,” she began, “I hardly know what to say to you, Miss Eyre. I have surely not been dreaming, have I? Sometimes I half fall asleep when I am sitting alone and fancy things that have never happened. It has seemed to me more than once when I have been in a doze (打盹), that my dear husband, who died fifteen years since, has come in and sat down beside me; and that I have even heard him call me by my name, Alice, as he used to do. Now, can you tell me whether it is actually true that Mr. Rochester has asked you to marry him? Don’t laugh at me. But I really thought he came in here five minutes ago and said that in a month you would be his wife.“
“He has said the same thing to me,” I replied.
“He has! Do you believe him? Have you accepted him?”
“Yes.”
She looked at me confused. “I could never have thought it. He is a proud man; all the Rochesters were proud; and his father at least liked money. He, too, has always been called careful. He means to marry you?”
“He tells me so.”
She surveyed my whole person: in her eyes, I read that they had there found no charm powerful enough to solve the mystery.
“It passes me!” she continued, “but no doubt it is true since you say so. How it will answer I cannot tell:I really don’t know. Equality of position and fortune is often advisable in such cases; and there are twenty years of difference in your ages. He might almost be your father.”
“No, indeed, Mrs. Fairfax!” I protested, annoyed, “he is nothing like my father! No one, who saw us together, would suppose it for an instant. Mr. Rochester looks as young, and is as young, as some men of twenty-five.”
“Is it really for love he is going to marry you?” she asked.
I was so hurt by her coldness and skepticism that tears rose to my eyes.
“I am sorry to make you unhappy,” continued the widow (寡妇), “but you are so young, and so little acquainted with men,I wished to put you on your guard. It is an old saying that’ all is not gold that glitters’; and in this case,I do fear there will be something found to be different to what either you or I expect.”
“Why? Am I a monster?” I said. “Is it impossible that Mr. Rochester should have a sincere affection for me?”
“No, you are very well; and much improved recently. and Mr. Rochester, I dare say, is fond of you.I have always noticed that you were a sort of pet of his There are times when, for your sake, I have been a little uneasy at his marked preference and have wished to put you on your guard; but I did not like to suggest even the possibility of wrong. I knew such an idea would shock, perhaps offend you; and you were so discreet (谨慎的) and so thoroughly modest and sensible, I hoped you might be trusted to protect yourself. Last night I cannot tell you what I suffered when I sought all over the house, and could find you nowhere, nor the master either. and then, at twelve o’clock, saw you come in with him.”
“Well, never mind that now,” I interrupted impatiently; “it is enough that all was right.”
“I hope all will be right in the end,” she said. “But, believe me, you cannot be too careful. Try and keep Mr. Rochester at a distance: distrust yourself as well as him. Gentlemen in his station are not accustomed to marrying their governesses.”
1. In this passage Miss Eyre’s feelings about her relationship with Mr. Rochester can be best described as ______.A.grateful | B.incredible | C.sensitive | D.confident |
A.Mr. Rochester is fond of Miss Eyre |
B.Mr. Rochester will break Miss Eyre’s heart |
C.Mr. Rochester should not marry his governess |
D.Mr. Rochester and Miss Eyre are of the same social class |
A.is brave enough to challenge the society to marry Miss Eyre |
B.will treat Miss Eyre like a governess after marriage |
C.is incapable of loving Miss Eyre for his whole life |
D.may not be sincere about his marriage proposal |
【推荐1】This month, science fiction magazine Lights peed changed its normal publishing schedule to bring readers a special issue: “Women Destroy Science Fiction! ”
It’s more than just a collection of stories entirely edited and written by women. It’s an exhibition of all the ways in which women are writing—and have written.
Many of the stories will be considered the best hard science fiction even by the pickiest critics (评论家). For example, Tananarive Due’s Like Daughter deals with what happens when humans have easy access to cloning. The Unfathomable Sisterhood of Ick by Charlie Jane Anders takes place in a future where changing brain chemistry is as common as taking vitamins now.
However, it is also true that the authors are more focused on the relations between people, or between people and society, or changing cultural and gender roles. There are stories that refuse to stay firmly within science fiction borders. For example, James Tiptree Jr. ’s Love Is the Plan and the Plan Is Death is a mixture of horror, mystery and even love, something not commonly seen in science fiction.
So are women destroying science fiction?
If your idea of science fiction is limited to the concept formed by works like Isaac Asimov’s Night Fall and Arthur Charles Clarke’s Childhood’s End, then many of the stories within these pages may well seem like devastation.
“But the stories we read and the stories we tell shape who we are, ” Pat Murphy once said in a famous speech back in 1991. “They also shape the culture they’re born into. Thus, if women keep writing such kind of science fiction, and keep calling it science fiction, the room for science fiction will expand. They will exist nicely beside other kinds of science fiction. ”
I cannot agree more. Women have the right to create a space for themselves within science fiction. one filled with their dreams, experiences and realities.
1. What is special about the latest edition of Lights peed?A.All the stories are written by female novelists. |
B.It is a collection of the published love stories. |
C.It has been well received by most of the critics. |
D.Every story in it belongs to hard science fiction. |
A.Like Daughter. | B.The Unfathomable Sisterhood of Ick. |
C.Childhood’s End. | D.Love Is the Plan and the Plan Is Death. |
A.Destruction. | B.Progress. |
C.Contribution. | D.Reward. |
A.Science fiction is an important part of our life. |
B.Women are unsuitable to write science fiction. |
C.The definition of science fiction should be expanded. |
D.Science fiction should focus mainly on future technologies. |
【推荐2】Jane Eyre was published in 1847. It is not just a romance novel, but an educational story. Women can learn so much from this great Victorian heroine. This is not to suggest that Jane didn’t have shortcomings.
You can overcome your past, however bad it is. Jane Eyre is made miserable (悲惨的) as a child by her horrible relatives.
Don’t be afraid to speak out your mind. She is not scared to voice her opinions when necessary. It is much better to talk about your feelings rather than hide unspoken anger.
Be positive. When Jane is younger, she has a tendency to feel sorry for herself.
A.You can decide your life. |
B.Her childhood is miserable. |
C.Her cousin, John, is the worst. |
D.Talking also helps heal relationships as well. |
E.The possibilities for life are endless for those who take risks. |
F.Still, there’s much to be learned from the way she chooses to live. |
G.It is weak and silly to say you can’t bear what your fate requires you to bear. |
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Travel Back in Time | |
TOMORROW THEY WON’T DARE TO MURDER US By Joseph Andras In 1956, National Liberation Front Member Fernand Iveton planted a bomb near Algiers. The hoped-for explosion was intended only to be a piece of symbolism, so he put it in an unused shed. He was arrested before it could go off and then mercilessly tortured and hanged. Andras’s fictionalized retelling of Iveton’s story was published in French in2016 to immediate acclaim, winning the prestigious Prix Goncourt. It’s now been translated into English. The book is just 137 pages long, but every one of them is tense, a nightmare of noble intentions gone horribly wrong. | INSIDE MONEY By Zarchary Karabell Given complete access to the 200-year accomplishment of the U.S.’s oldest private bank, Karabell weaves a fascinating tale of the East Coast WASP establishment includes characters such as Alan Greenspan and Averell Harriman, one-time governor of New York. The firm has remained privately held, so its inner workings have been a mystery until now. |
Or See the Future | |
THE FLIP SIDE OF FREE By Michael Kende It’s not a new insight that we pay for “free” apps and sites with our personal data, but Kende has a more detailed take than most. The digital development specialist at the World Bank Group looks at how the web came to be free via unified standards and the coming social considerations that will need to be faced once the public understands how much “free” actually costs. | THE CODE BREAKER By Walter Isaacson Isaacson’s previous biographies have focused on such men as Steve Jobs and Leonardo da Vinci. Here he tells the story of Jennifer Doudna, a biochemist who won a Noble Prize for the gene-editing technology known as Crispr. The book is an excellent reader on the complex subject, its benefits (fighting disease) and its ethical hurdles (designer babies). |
Anything Other Than Covid | |
LETTERS TO CAMONDO By Edmund de Waal There are very few ceramic artists working today and even fewer ceramic artists with a part time as an author. Best known for his exquisitely crafted porcelain and his bestseller The Hare with Amber Eyes, de Waal’s latest piece of fiction combines the two sides of his professional life. This book consists of imaginary letters to the real-life Moise de Camondo, a rich Jewish banker who ran one of the most successful institutions in the Ottoman Empire and was also an art sponsor. | ANTIQUITIES By Cynthia Ozick Most people experienced some form of Covid isolation. Ozick, 92, who’s been shortlisted for the Pulitzer and Man Booker International prizes, has created a character who's similarly tortured, though it’s old age, rather than a pandemic, that finds him holed up indoors. As he recalls his life, he is drawn to memories of his cousin, a famous archaeologist and to a mysterious schoolmate. |
Or More About Plagues | |
LET THE RECORD SHOW: A POLITICAL HISTORY OF ACT UP NEW YORK, 1987-1993 By Sarah Schulman Michael Lewis is something of a master at the onset of the AIDS crisis that no one, other than the tortured, seemed to care. ACT UP, a political and activist effort, was born from that apathy. Schulman's comprehensive, timely Book records the group’s hundreds of demonstrations, and almost as many political groups. | THE PREMONITION: A PANDEMIC STORY By Michael Lewis Thirty years ago, fear and death played out at capturing complex events in the very recent past. Here he turns the pandemic into a tale of good and evil: Evil, in this case, is the administration; good is a crew of scientists, doctors and public health experts. The narrative follows three central characters-a biochemist, a public health worker, and a U.S. federal employee. |
A.drew inspiration from something real. |
B.reveal something ugly about their society |
C.are works written against a background of war. |
D.provide thrilling plots even though they are short in length. |
①cybersecurity
②artificial robot
③disease-curing
④economic development
A.①② | B.①③ | C.②③ | D.③④ |
A.Both are fictionalized works. |
B.Both are about artistic creations |
C.Both deal with the theme of isolation |
D.Both are written against the background of Covid-19. |
①One is a true story and the other is fictional.
②One is about history and the other focuses on the present.
③One is about the causes of the plague and the other focuses on the results.
A.①② | B.①③ | C.②③ | D.①②③ |