Lesson 30
Text A
The Bloody Thumb met the old man at a cafe.was a strangerthe town. "Did you hear the radio news yesterday?" he asked me. "I didn't,"said."Was there anything exciting?" "Exciting, no! It was importantme-and very, very sad.packhungry dogs killed and ate my best friend. " "Oh dear ! "cried. "I am sorry. How didhappen?"
"He was workinghis olive grovethe hilisides. The pack attacked him there. we'll never know all the facts ,curse. When he didn't return,wentthe grove and-" "You found the body?"asked. The old fellow drank half his coffee. "The body?" he repeated."No, no. .I said they were hungry dogs, didn't I? The g bones were lying here and therethe grove. Butfound this-" He pushed open a matchbox which he was holdinghis
The box contained a man's thumb. It was lyingsome hite, bloody material. There was a cut-an old cut-on the mmb nail. "See that cut," the man said. "I recognised it. Thismy fiend's right thumb. The dogs ate the resthim! " The old man begancry then. He finished his coffee quick. ly and left the cafe.drank mine and called the waiter.
"I'll pay the gentleman's bill,"said. "Please don't trou. ble him with it. His poor friend-how awful! You've heard the news?" The waiter laughed . "Yes. There's a holethe bottomthe matchbox. He puts his own thumb through the hole. The 'blood'red ink,believe. Is the story worth a cupcoffee, sir?"
Text B
The Party
Claire Waltonworking at homea Sunday afternoor. The phone rings. Itan old friend. ClAiRE: Hello. MICK: Hello, Claire. ThisMick. CLAIRE: Mick! Nicehear from you again. How are you? MtcK: Fine, thanks. And you? CLAIRE: Oh , not so bad. I've been very busy , but I'm going awayholiday soon. MICK: Good. Listen. I'm phoning becausewantinvite youa party. At our new house. And. . . CLAIRE: New house? Really? MIcK: Yes. We've moved. That's why we're giving the pa ty. Can you come? CLAIRE: Well, that depends. Whenit? MIcK: This Saturday evening. CLAIRE: Well. . . I'm going awaySunday morning. Very ear ly. Will the party go very late? MICK: Until twothe morning. But you don't havesi that long.Well? What about it? CLAIRE: All right. I'll come. But I'd likebring a present Something for your new house. What would you like? MICK: Nothing.mean, don't bring anything. It isn't necesary. CLAIRE: But I'd still like... MICK: Just bring yourself! I'm looking forwardseeing you again. It's been a long time ! CLAIRE: Yes,has. I'm looking forwardseeing you. too. and your new house. Uh. . . when does the party start? MlcK: Come any time after eight. All right? . CLAIRE: Yes. Oh. by the W.. MICK: Bye! See youSaturday evening. CLAIRE: Wait a moment , Mick. You haven't. . . Mick? Are you still there? You haven't given me your new address. Hello? Mick? Hello?
QuestionText B
7.Read the following passage once. Underline the key words while reading and reteli the storyyour partner.
There Are Some Things You Can't Get Away Without have a confessionmake, and the soonergets outthe open, the better I'll feel about.don't drive a car. Americans are broad-minded people. they'll accept the fact that a person newspapercan be an alcoholic, a dope fiend, a wife beater, and even anewspaperman but if a man doesn't drive. thercsomething wrong with him.
Through the years I've foundvery embarrassingadmit itanyand my best friends tendview me with suspicion and contempt. But wherereally run into. troublewhengo into a stone and trymade a purchase with a check. It happend again last week whenwenta discount house at a large shopping centermaryland.Iwantedbuy a portable tyewriter,and the salesman was very helpful about showing me the different modeIs.
decidedone, and thensaid, "Maywrite out a personal check?" "Naturally, " he said kindly. "Do you have any identification?" "Of course,"said.produced an American Express credit card, a Diner's Club credit card, a Bell Telephone credit card d i passthe White House. The man inspected them all and then said,"Where's your driver's license?" "I don't. have one,"replied.. "Did you lose it?" "No,didn't lose it.don't drive a car. "
He pushed a button under the cash register, and suddenly a floor manager came rushing over. The salesman had now become surly."Thes guy's tryingcash a checd, and he doesn't have a driver's license. Shouldcall the store detective?" "Wait a minute. I'll talkhim , " the manager said. "Did you lose your driver's license for some traffic offense?"
"No, I've never driven.don't likedrive. " "Nobody likesdrive," the floor manager shouted. "That's no excuse. Why are you trying cash a check if you don't have a driver's license?"
"I thought all the other identification was good enough,"explained. By this time the presidentthe store had arrivedthe scene. Fortu nately, he recognized my name and okayed the check. He was very embarrassed by the treatmenthad received and said, come on, I'll buy you a drink. " "I forgottell you,"said. "I don't drink either. " This was too much, even for him, and he pushed me toward the door. "Get outhere , " he said , "and don't come back ! "
Text A
The Bloody Thumb met the old man at a cafe.was a strangerthe town. "Did you hear the radio news yesterday?" he asked me. "I didn't,"said."Was there anything exciting?" "Exciting, no! It was importantme-and very, very sad.packhungry dogs killed and ate my best friend. " "Oh dear ! "cried. "I am sorry. How didhappen?"
"He was workinghis olive grovethe hilisides. The pack attacked him there. we'll never know all the facts ,curse. When he didn't return,wentthe grove and-" "You found the body?"asked. The old fellow drank half his coffee. "The body?" he repeated."No, no. .I said they were hungry dogs, didn't I? The g bones were lying here and therethe grove. Butfound this-" He pushed open a matchbox which he was holdinghis
The box contained a man's thumb. It was lyingsome hite, bloody material. There was a cut-an old cut-on the mmb nail. "See that cut," the man said. "I recognised it. Thismy fiend's right thumb. The dogs ate the resthim! " The old man begancry then. He finished his coffee quick. ly and left the cafe.drank mine and called the waiter.
"I'll pay the gentleman's bill,"said. "Please don't trou. ble him with it. His poor friend-how awful! You've heard the news?" The waiter laughed . "Yes. There's a holethe bottomthe matchbox. He puts his own thumb through the hole. The 'blood'red ink,believe. Is the story worth a cupcoffee, sir?"
Text B
The Party
Claire Waltonworking at homea Sunday afternoor. The phone rings. Itan old friend. ClAiRE: Hello. MICK: Hello, Claire. ThisMick. CLAIRE: Mick! Nicehear from you again. How are you? MtcK: Fine, thanks. And you? CLAIRE: Oh , not so bad. I've been very busy , but I'm going awayholiday soon. MICK: Good. Listen. I'm phoning becausewantinvite youa party. At our new house. And. . . CLAIRE: New house? Really? MIcK: Yes. We've moved. That's why we're giving the pa ty. Can you come? CLAIRE: Well, that depends. Whenit? MIcK: This Saturday evening. CLAIRE: Well. . . I'm going awaySunday morning. Very ear ly. Will the party go very late? MICK: Until twothe morning. But you don't havesi that long.Well? What about it? CLAIRE: All right. I'll come. But I'd likebring a present Something for your new house. What would you like? MICK: Nothing.mean, don't bring anything. It isn't necesary. CLAIRE: But I'd still like... MICK: Just bring yourself! I'm looking forwardseeing you again. It's been a long time ! CLAIRE: Yes,has. I'm looking forwardseeing you. too. and your new house. Uh. . . when does the party start? MlcK: Come any time after eight. All right? . CLAIRE: Yes. Oh. by the W.. MICK: Bye! See youSaturday evening. CLAIRE: Wait a moment , Mick. You haven't. . . Mick? Are you still there? You haven't given me your new address. Hello? Mick? Hello?
QuestionText B
7.Read the following passage once. Underline the key words while reading and reteli the storyyour partner.
There Are Some Things You Can't Get Away Without have a confessionmake, and the soonergets outthe open, the better I'll feel about.don't drive a car. Americans are broad-minded people. they'll accept the fact that a person newspapercan be an alcoholic, a dope fiend, a wife beater, and even anewspaperman but if a man doesn't drive. thercsomething wrong with him.
Through the years I've foundvery embarrassingadmit itanyand my best friends tendview me with suspicion and contempt. But wherereally run into. troublewhengo into a stone and trymade a purchase with a check. It happend again last week whenwenta discount house at a large shopping centermaryland.Iwantedbuy a portable tyewriter,and the salesman was very helpful about showing me the different modeIs.
decidedone, and thensaid, "Maywrite out a personal check?" "Naturally, " he said kindly. "Do you have any identification?" "Of course,"said.produced an American Express credit card, a Diner's Club credit card, a Bell Telephone credit card d i passthe White House. The man inspected them all and then said,"Where's your driver's license?" "I don't. have one,"replied.. "Did you lose it?" "No,didn't lose it.don't drive a car. "
He pushed a button under the cash register, and suddenly a floor manager came rushing over. The salesman had now become surly."Thes guy's tryingcash a checd, and he doesn't have a driver's license. Shouldcall the store detective?" "Wait a minute. I'll talkhim , " the manager said. "Did you lose your driver's license for some traffic offense?"
"No, I've never driven.don't likedrive. " "Nobody likesdrive," the floor manager shouted. "That's no excuse. Why are you trying cash a check if you don't have a driver's license?"
"I thought all the other identification was good enough,"explained. By this time the presidentthe store had arrivedthe scene. Fortu nately, he recognized my name and okayed the check. He was very embarrassed by the treatmenthad received and said, come on, I'll buy you a drink. " "I forgottell you,"said. "I don't drink either. " This was too much, even for him, and he pushed me toward the door. "Get outhere , " he said , "and don't come back ! "