(1) It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar—a cat reading a map. For a second, M

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问题     (1) It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar—a cat reading a map. For a second, Mr. Dursley didn’t realize what he had seen—then he jerked his head around to look again. There was a tabby cat (虎斑猫) standing on the corner of Privet Drive, but there wasn’t a map in sight. What could he have been thinking of? It must have been a trick of the light. Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat. It stared back. As Mr. Dursley drove around the corner and up the road, he watched the cat in his mirror. It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive—no, looking at the sign; cats couldn’t read maps or signs. Mr. Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind. As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.
    (2) But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else. As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn’t help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about. People in cloaks. Mr. Dursley couldn’t bear people who dressed in funny clothes—the getups you saw on young people! He supposed this was some stupid new fashion. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by. They were whispering excitedly together. Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren’t young at all; why, that man had to be older than he was, and wearing an emerald-green cloak! The nerve of him! But then it struck Mr. Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt—these people were obviously collecting for something… yes, that would be it. The traffic moved on and a few minutes later, Mr. Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot, his mind back on drills.
    (3) Mr. Dursley always sat with his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor. If he hadn’t, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning. He didn’t see the owls swooping past in broad daylight, though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open-mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead. Most of them had never seen an owl even at night-time. Mr. Dursley, however, had a perfectly normal, owl-free morning. He yelled at five different people. He made several important telephone calls and shouted a bit more. He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he’d stretch his legs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.
    (4) He’d forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker’s. He eyed them angrily as he passed. He didn’t know why, but they made him uneasy. This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn’t see a single collecting tin. It was on his way back past them, clutching a large doughnut (甜甜圈) in a bag, that he caught a few words of what they were saying.
    (5) "The Potters, that’s right, that’s what I heard—"
    (6) "—Yes, their son, Harry—"
    (7) Mr. Dursley stopped dead. Fear flooded him. He looked back at the whisperers as if he wanted to say something to them, but thought better of it.
    (8) He dashed back across the road, hurried up to his office, snapped at his secretary not to disturb him, seized his telephone, and had almost finished dialing his home number when he changed his mind. He put the receiver back down and stroked his mustache, thinking… no, he was being stupid. Potter wasn’t such an unusual name. He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had a son called Harry. Come to think of it, he wasn’t even sure his nephew was called Harry. He’d never even seen the boy. It might have been Harvey. Or Harold. There was no point in worrying Mrs. Dursley; she always got so upset at any mention of her sister. He didn’t blame her—if he’d had a sister like that… but all the same, those people in cloaks…
    (9) He found it a lot harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building a five o’clock, he was still so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door. (本文选自 Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone)
Mr. Dursley didn’t call his wife at last for the reason that________.

选项 A、he thought his nephew’s surname was almost unheard of
B、he had no idea about the given name of his nephew
C、he didn’t want to make his wife worried
D、he had a sister as troublesome as his wife’s

答案C

解析 推断题。原文第八段第一句提到,他冲过马路。赶紧回到办公室,厉声吩咐秘书不要打扰他,然后抓起电话,快要拨完家里的电话号码时。又改变了主意。由该句中的he changed his mind和第二句中的He put the receiver back down可知,德思礼先生最后并没有给他的妻子打电话。接下来的第三句到第九句解释了原因。第九句指出让德思礼太太担心是毫无意义的,由此可知,德思礼先生最后没有给妻子打电话的一个原因就是不想让妻子担心,故答案为C。该段第三句和第四句提到波特并非一个如此罕见的姓,他确信有很多人姓波特而且有个儿子叫哈利,由此可知,德思礼先生认为他外甥的姓氏还比较常见,而不是几乎闻所未闻,A与原文表述相反,故排除;第五句到第八句表明德思礼先生只是不确定自己的外甥是否叫哈利,而不是完全不知道外甥的名字,B与原文表述不符,故排除;最后一句中的if he’d had a sister like that是虚拟条件句,表明与真实情况相反,由此可知,德思礼先生并没有一个像他妻子的妹妹那样的妹妹,D与原文表述相反,故排除。
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