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[简答题]The pale sun burned away the morning chill and the clinging dampness, revealing a gigantic silent world. Enormous trees with trunks forty, feet in diameter rose two hundred feet overhead, where they spread their dense leafy canopy, blocking out the sky and perpetually dripping water to the ground below. Curtains of gray moss, and the creepers and lianas, hung down in a tangle from the trees; parasitic orchids sprouted from the trunks.
At ground level, huge ferns, gleaming with moisture, grew higher than a man’s chest and held the low ground fog. Here and there was a spot of color: the red acanthema blossoms, which were deadly poison, and the blue dicindra vine, which only opened in early morning. But the basic impression was of a vast, oversized, gray-green world an alien place inhospitable to man.
Jan Kruger put aside his rifle and stretched his stiff muscles. Dawn came quickly at the equator; soon it was quite light, although the mist remained.
[单项选择]
Why did Linda look pale
[单项选择]Mary looked pale and weary.
A. gloomy
B. ugly
C. silly
D. exhausted
[单项选择]Why did the man look pale
A. Because he was sick.
B. Because he had an accident.
C. Because he was almost hit by a car on the road.
D. Because he almost hit a child on the road.
[单项选择]Why does the woman look pale（）
A. She is probably sick.
B. She feels a bit tired of her work.
C. She works too hard with her new students.
[单项选择]Sun中国公司网站上提供了Sun全球各分公司的链接网址，其中www.sun.com.cn表示Sun( )公司的网站。
A. 中国
B. 美国
C. 奥地利
D. 匈牙利
[填空题]Jane’s pale face suggested that she was ill, and her parents suggested that she (have) ______ a medical examination.
[填空题]Miss Rita Cohen, a tiny, pale-skinned girl who looked half the age of Seymour’s daughter, Marie, but claimed to be some six years older, came to his factory one day. She was dressed in overalls and big ugly shoes, and a bush of wiry hair framed her pretty face. She was so tiny, so young that he could barely believe that she was at the University of Pennsylvania, doing research into the leather industry in New Jersey for her master’s degree.
Three or four times a year someone either phoned Seymour or wrote to him to ask permission to see his factory, and occasionally he would assist a student by answering questions over the phone or, if the student struck him as especially serious, by offering a brief tour.
Rita Cohen was nearly as small, he thought, as the children from Marie’s third-year class, who’d been brought 50 kilometres from their rural schoolhouse one day, all those years ago, so that Marie’s daddy could show them how he made gloves, show them especially Marie’s
