题目
The trees on the wood-edge were a darkish, brownish green in the full light, for it was the end of August. Beyond, the naked, copper-like shafts and limbs of the pine trees shone in the air. Nearer the rough grass, with its long, brownish stalks all agleam, was full of light. The fowls were round about—the ducks were still swimming on the pond under the pine trees. March looked at it all, saw it all, and did not see it. She heard Banford speaking to the fowls in the distance and she did not hear. What was she thinking about? Heaven knows. Her consciousness was, as it were, held back.
She lowered her eyes, and suddenly saw the fox. He was looking up at her. His chin was pressed down, and his eyes were looking up. They met her eyes. And he knew her. She was spellbound—she knew he knew her. So he looked into her eyes, and her soul failed her. He knew her, he was not daunted.
She straggled, confusedly she came to herself, and saw him making off, with slow leaps over some fallen boughs, slow, imprudent jumps. Then he glanced over his shoulder, and ran smoothly away. She saw his brush held smooth like a feather, she saw his white buttocks twinkle. And he was gone, softly, soft as the wind.
She put her gun to her shoulder, but even then pursed her mouth, knowing it was nonsense to pretend to fire. So she began to walk slowly after him, in the direction he had gone, slowly, pertinaciously. She expected to find him. In her heart she was determined to find him. What she would do when she saw him again she did not consider. But she was determined to find him. So she walked abstractedly about on the edge of the wood, with wide, vivid dark eyes, and a faint flush in her cheeks. She did net think. In strange mindlessness she walked hither and hither...
As soon as supper was over, she rose again to go out, without saying why.
She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the grayish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning. So she went, with her great startled eyes glowing, her gun under her arm, along the wood edge. Meanwhile the night fell, and a great moon rose above the pine trees.
At the beginning of the story, the fox seems to be all EXCEPT______.
A.cunning
B.fierce
C.defiant
D.annoying
第2题
______ I sympathize, I can't really do very much to help them out of the difficulties.
A.As long as
B.As
C.While
D.Even
第3题
______ I sympathize, I can't really do very much to help them out of the difficulties.
A.As long as
B.As
C.While
D.Even
第4题
______ they've moved, we won't see them very often.
A.Now that
B.So that
C.As soon as
D.When
第5题
______ they've moved, we won't see them very often.
A.Now that
B.So that
C.As soon as
D.When
第6题
______ I sympathize, I can't really do very much to help them out of the difficulties.
A.As long as
B.As
C.While
D.Even
第7题
A.Tall enough for them to build nests.
B.Short so that birds can find.
C.It doesn't matter since all birds like both.
D.It depends on the kind of bird.
第8题
___I sympathize, I can’t really do very much to help them out of the difficulties.
A. As long as
B. As
C. While
D. Even
第9题
Which of the following statements is NOT Kate Fox's research finding?
A.The English have a lot of conversations about the weather because it is a form. of social interaction which they all understand.
B.English conversations about the weather are not really about the weather at all.
C.Weather-speak in essence is a form. of code.
D.English people gradually establish and develop this code to help them overcome their natural reserve and actually talk to each other.
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