1) Установите соответствие между заголовками 1 — 8 и текстами A — G. Используйте каждую цифру только один раз. В задании один заголовок лишний.
1. PARTY DESSERT
2. OUTDOOR GAME
3. TAKING CARE OF A PET
4. COLLECTING THINGS
5. GIVING A PARTY
6. PARTY ANIMALS
7. FUN ON THE WAY
8. PARTY GAME
A. Ask your parents for permission to have a party. Decide what kind of party you want and whether it will be held indoors or outdoors. Send written invitations to your friends. Tell them what kind of party you are having, at what time, where, and whether or not the guests should wear costumes. Make a list of games you would like to play. Ask your mother to help you prepare refreshments. Ice cream, cake, cookies, and lemonade are good for any party.
B. This activity makes everybody laugh. Have the guests sit around the room. Choose one person to be a pussycat. The pussy must go over to a guest and do his/her best to make the guest laugh. He/she can make funny meows and walk around like a cat. The pussy goes from one guest to another until someone laughs. The first one to laugh becomes the new pussy.
C. It’s easy to make a cake from a cake mix that you get from the grocery store. You usually add only water or milk. Cake mixes come in many flavours, such as chocolate, lemon, banana, vanilla and others. When you make a cake from a mix, always follow the directions on the package carefully. Then you can be sure that your cake will turn out right and your guests will enjoy it. Many mixes have a small envelope of powdered frosting hidden inside the flour.
D. As you ride on a bus with your friends, get someone to start singing. Everyone joins in. At the first crossroad, another person starts a different song, and everyone joins in. Keep changing songs at every crossroad.
E. Looking after cats is easy. They wash themselves every day and eat almost any food. Cats like to drink milk and cream. But they need to be fed fish, beef, liver, and other kinds of meat. They need a clean, dry bed at night. You can use a basket or a cardboard box for your cat’s bed. Cats like to play with a rubber ball or chase a string.
F. You can have a whole army of toy soldiers made of tin, wood or plastic. Some may be dressed in fancy uniforms, some may be sitting on horses. Others may be ready for battle, carrying guns and shoulder packs. You can have soldiers from other countries, or only Civil War soldiers or only modern soldiers. If you get two soldiers that are alike, trade your extra soldier with another toy soldier lover.
G. Even animals get involved in elections. The donkey and elephant have been political symbols in the USA for more than 100 years. Why? In 1828, Democrat Andrew Jackson ran for president. Critics said he was stubborn as a donkey. The donkey has been the symbol of the Democratic Party ever since. In the 1870s, newspaper cartoonists began using the elephant to stand for the Republican Party.
| A | B | C | D | E | F | G |
2) Прочитайте текст и заполните пропуски A — F частями предложений, обозначенными цифрами 1 — 7. Одна из частей в списке 1—7 лишняя.
Harry Potter course for university students
Students of Durham University are being given the chance to sign up to what is thought to be the UK’s first course focusing on the world of Harry Potter. Although every English-speaking person in the world knows about Harry Potter books and films, few have thought of using them as a guide to … modern life.
The Durham University module uses the works of JK Rowling ___ (A) modern society. “Harry Potter and the Age of Illusion” will be available for study next year. So far about 80 undergraduates have signed ___ (B) a BA degree in Education Studies. Future educationalists will analyse JK Rowling’s fanfiction from various points of view.
A university spokesman said: “This module places the Harry Potter novels in a wider social and cultural context.” He added that a number of themes would be explored, ___ (C) the classroom, bullying, friendship and solidarity and the ideals of and good citizenship.
The module was created by the head of the Department of Education at Durham University. He said the idea for the new module had appeared in response ___ (D) body: “It seeks to place the series in its wider social and cultural context and will explore some fundamental issues ___ (E). You just need to read the academic writing which started ___ (F) that Harry Potter is worthy of serious study.”
1. up for the optional module, part of
2. such as the moral universe of the school
3. to examine prejudice, citizenship and bullying in
4. including the world of rituals, prejudice and intolerance in
5. to emerge four or five years ago to see
6. such as the response of the writer
7. to growing demand from the student
| A | B | C | D | E | F |
3) Прочитайте текст и запишите в поле ответа цифру 1, 2, 3 или 4, соответствующую выбранному Вами варианту ответа.
Показать текст. ⇓
Harvey Maxwell was
1) a stenographer.
2) a clerk.
3) Pitcher’s boss.
4) Pitcher’s partner.
4) Прочитайте текст и запишите в поле ответа цифру 1, 2, 3 или 4, соответствующую выбранному Вами варианту ответа.
Показать текст. ⇓
Pitcher was mildly interested and surprised because
1) Miss Leslie moved decidedly to Maxwell’s desk.
2) Miss Leslie arrived with Maxwell.
3) Maxwell came late at half past ten.
4) Maxwell looked irresolute that morning.
5) Прочитайте текст и запишите в поле ответа цифру 1, 2, 3 или 4, соответствующую выбранному Вами варианту ответа.
Показать текст. ⇓
It was Harvey Maxwell’s hard day because
1) he had no one to help him.
2) all messenger boys had gone.
3) the weather was hot.
4) the Exchange was a busy place.
6) Прочитайте текст и запишите в поле ответа цифру 1, 2, 3 или 4, соответствующую выбранному Вами варианту ответа.
Показать текст. ⇓
‘On the Exchange there were hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes’ means
1) the Exchange was about to be destroyed.
2) the financial situation was difficult.
3) natural disasters often happened in that area.
4) those were powerful disturbances of nature.
7) Прочитайте текст и запишите в поле ответа цифру 1, 2, 3 или 4, соответствующую выбранному Вами варианту ответа.
Показать текст. ⇓
Maxwell dashed into the inner office at lunch time because
1) he liked the lilac smell.
2) the smell reminded him of Miss Leslie.
3) Pitcher called him for a phone call.
4) he needed to send a message.

Показать текст. ⇓
Harvey Maxwell made a proposal between phone calls because he
1) was rather pressed for time.
2) used to make business proposals in such a way.
3) always acted very strangely.
4) was afraid Miss Leslie would leave him.
9) Прочитайте текст и запишите в поле ответа цифру 1, 2, 3 или 4, соответствующую выбранному Вами варианту ответа.
Показать текст. ⇓
Miss Leslie was astonished by the proposal because
1) she had never heard anyone make it in such a way.
2) she had never expected it from Harvey Maxwell.
3) she had married the man the day before.
4) it came too quickly and without warning.
Прочитайте журнальную статью о книге и выполните задания 1 – 5, выбирая
букву A, B, C или D. Установите
соответствие номера задания выбранному вами варианту ответа.
«A good
book for children should simply be a good book in its own right.» These are
the words of Mollie Hunter, a well-known author of books for youngsters. Born
and bred near Edinburgh,
Mollie has devoted her talents to writing primarily for young people. She
firmly believes that there is always and should always be a wider audience for
any good book whatever its main market. In Mollie’s opinion it is essential to
make full use of language and she enjoys telling a story, which is what every
writer should be doing: »If you aren’t telling a story, you’re a very dead
writer indeed,» she says.
When Mollie
was a child her home was still a village with buttercup meadows and strawberry
fields – sadly now covered with modern houses. «I was once taken back to
see it and I felt that somebody had lain dirty hands all over my childhood.
I’ll never go back,» she said. «Never.» »When I set one of my
books in Scotland,»
she said, «I can recapture my romantic feelings as a child playing in
those fields, or watching the village blacksmith at work. And that’s important,
because children now know so much so early that romance can’t exist for them,
as it did for us.»
To this day,
Mollie has a lively affection for children, which is reflected in the love she
has for her writing. «When we have visitors with children the adults
always say, «If you go to visit Mollie, she’ll spend more time with the
children.» Molly believes that parents don’t realize that children are
much more interesting company and always have something new and unexpected to
say.
1. In Mollie’s opinion a good book should
А) be attractive to a wide audience.
B) be attractive primarily to
youngsters.
C) be based on original ideas.
D) include a lot of description.
2. How does Mollie feel about what has
happened to her birthplace?
А) confused
B) ashamed
C) disappointed
D) surprised
3. In comparison with children of earlier
years, Mollie feels that modern children are
А) more romantic.
B) better informed.
C) less keen to learn.
D) less interested in fiction.
4. Mollie’s adult visitors generally discover
that she
А) is a lively person.
B) is interesting company.
C) talks a lot about her work.
D) pays more attention to their
children.
5. Mollie thinks that the parents
А) are not aware of their children’s
gifts.
B) overestimate their children’s
talents.
C) sometimes don’t understand what
their children say.
D) don’t spend much time with their
children.
Задание
2.Прочитайте отрывок из романа и выполните задания 1 – 7,
выбирая букву A,
B, C или D. Установите
соответствие номера задания выбранному вами варианту ответа.
I had first become acquainted with
my Italian friend by meeting him at certain great houses where he taught his
own language and I taught drawing. All I then knew of the history of his life
was that he had left Italy
for political reasons; and that he had been for many years respectably
established in London
as a teacher.
Without being actually a dwarf – for
he was perfectly well-proportioned from head to foot – Pesca was, I think, the
smallest human being I ever saw. Remarkable anywhere, by his personal appearance,
he was still further distinguished among the mankind by the eccentricity of his
character. The ruling idea of Peska’s life now was to show his gratitude to the
country that had given him a shelter by doing his utmost to turn himself into
an Englishman. The Professor aspired to become an Englishman in his habits and
amusements, as well as in his personal appearance. Finding us distinguished, as
a nation, by our love of athletic exercises, the little man, devoted himself to
all our English sports and pastimes, firmly persuaded that he could adopt our
national amusements by an effort of will the same way as he had adopted our
national gaiters and our national white hat.
I had seen him risk his limbs
blindly unlike others at a fox-hunt and in a cricket field; and soon
afterwards I saw him risk his life, just as blindly, in the sea at Brighton.
We had met there accidentally, and
were bathing together. If we had been engaged in any exercise peculiar to my
own nation I should, of course, have looked after Pesca carefully; but as
foreigners are generally quite as well able to take care of themselves in the
water as Englishmen, it never occurred to me that the art of swimming might
merely add one more to the list of manly exercises which the Professor believed
that he could learn on the spot. Soon after we had both struck out from shore,
I stopped, finding my friend did not
follow me, and turned round to look for him. To my horror and amazement,
I saw nothing between me and the beach but two little white arms which
struggled for an instant above the surface of the water, and then disappeared
from view. When I dived for him, the poor little man was lying quietly at the
bottom, looking smaller than I had ever seen him look before.
When he had thoroughly recovered himself,
his warm Southern nature broke through all artificial English restraints in a
moment. He overwhelmed me with the wildest expressions of affection and in his
exaggerated Italian way declared that he should never be happy again until he
rendered me some service which I might remember to the end of my days.
Little did I think then – little did
I think afterwards – that the opportunity of serving me was soon to come; that
he was eagerly to seize it on the instant; and that by so doing he was to turn
the whole current of my existence into a new channel. Yet so it was. If I had
not dived for Professor Pesca when he lay under water, I should never, perhaps,
have heard even the name of the woman, who now directs the purpose of my life.
1. Peska taught
A) drawing.
B) Italian.
C) English.
D) politics.
2.
Peska impressed people by being
A) well-built.
B) well-mannered.
C) strange.
D) ill-mannered.
3.
Peska tried to become a true Englishman because he
A) was thankful to the country that had
adopted him.
B) enjoyed Englishman’s pastimes and
amusements.
C) loved the way the English did
athletic exercises.
D) was fond of the eccentric fashions
of the English.
4.
‘… risk his limbs blindly’ means Peska
A) didn’t look where he went.
B) was
unaware of danger from others.
C) caused
a problem for others.
D) acted rather thoughtlessly.
5.
The author didn’t look after Peska carefully because
A) they both had been engaged in the
peculiar English exercise.
B) foreigners were generally bathing
not far from the shore.
C) the author was sure that Peska would
learn swimming on the spot.
D) the author was sure that Peska was a
very good swimmer.
6.
Peska wanted to do the author some favour as
A) it was in his warm nature.
B) the author had saved his life.
C) the author was his best friend.
D) he wanted to look English.
7.
Peska managed to
A) change the author’s life completely.
B) become English to the core.
C) meet a woman who later directed his
life.
D) turn his existence into a new
channel.
Задание 3. Прочитайте отрывок из
романа и выполните задания 1 – 7, выбирая букву A, B, C или D. Установите
соответствие номера задания выбранному вами варианту ответа.
Pitcher, a confidential clerk in the
office of Harvey Maxwell, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise when his
employer briskly entered at half-past nine in company with a young lady. Miss
Leslie had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way
that was decidedly unstenographic. On this morning she was softly and shyly
radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her expression a happy one, tinged with
reminiscence. Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways
this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk
was, she stayed for a while, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she
moved over by Maxwell’s desk near enough for him to be aware of her presence.
The man sitting at that desk was no
longer a man; it was a machine, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs.
“Well – what is it? Anything?” asked
Maxwell sharply.
“Nothing,” answered the
stenographer, moving away with a little smile.
This day was Harvey Maxwell’s busy
day. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages and telegrams. Maxwell himself
jumped from desk to door sweating. On the Exchange there were
hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes, and those powerful disturbances
were reproduced in miniature in Maxwell’s office. The rush and pace of business
grew faster and fiercer. Share prices were falling and orders to sell them were
coming and going and the man was working like some strong machine. Here was a
world of finance, and there was no room in it for the human world or the world
of nature.
When the luncheon hour came, Maxwell
stood by his desk with a fountain pen over his right ear. His window was open.
And through the window came a delicate, sweet smell of lilac that fixed the
broker for a moment immovable. For this odour belonged to Miss Leslie; it was
her own, and hers only. She was in the next room – twenty steps away.
“By George, I’ll do it now,” said
Maxwell half aloud. “ I’ll ask her now. I wonder why I didn’t do it long ago.”
He dashed into the inner office and charged upon the desk of the stenographer.
She looked at him with a smile.
“Miss Leslie,” he began hurriedly,
“I have but a moment to spare. I want to say something in that moment. Will you
be my wife? I haven’t had time to approach you in the ordinary way, but I
really do love you.”
“Oh, what are you talking about?”
exclaimed the young lady. She rose to her feet and gazed upon him, round-eyed.
“Don’t you understand?” said
Maxwell. “I want you to marry me. I love you, Miss Leslie. I wanted to tell
you, and I snatched a minute. They are calling me for the phone now. Tell them
to wait a minute, Pitcher. Won’t you, Miss Leslie?”
The stenographer acted very
strangely. She seemed overcome with amazement; then tears flowed from her
wondering eyes; and then she smiled sunnily through them.
“I know now,” she said softly. “It
is this old business that has driven everything else out of your head for the
time. I was frightened at first. Don’t you remember, Harvey? We were married last evening at 8
o’clock in the Little Church Around the Corner.”
1. Harvey Maxwell was
A) a stenographer.
B) a clerk.
C) Pitcher’s boss.
D) Pitcher’s partner.
2. Pitcher was mildly interested and
surprised because
A) Miss Leslie moved decidedly to Maxwell’s desk.
B) Miss Leslie arrived with Maxwell.
C) Maxwell came late at half past ten.
D) Maxwell looked irresolute that morning.
3. It was Harvey Maxwell’s hard day because
A) he had no one to help him.
B) all messenger boys had gone.
C) the weather was hot.
D) the Exchange was a busy place.
4. ‘On the Exchange there were hurricanes and
snowstorms and volcanoes’ means
A) the Exchange was about to be
destroyed.
B) the financial situation was
difficult.
C) natural disasters often happened
in that area.
D) those were powerful disturbances
of nature.
5. Maxwell dashed into the inner office at
lunch time because
A) he liked the lilac smell.
B) the smell reminded him of Miss
Leslie.
C) Pitcher called him for a phone
call.
D) he needed to send a message.
6. Harvey Maxwell made a proposal between
phone calls because he
A) was rather pressed for time.
B) used to make business proposals
in such a way.
C) always acted very strangely.
D) was afraid Miss Leslie would
leave him.
7. Miss Leslie was astonished by the proposal
because
A) she had never heard anyone make
it in such a way.
B) she had never expected it from
Harvey Maxwell.
C) she had married the man the day
before.
D) it came too quickly and without
warning.
Ответы к заданиям по
чтению ( высокий уровень)
- 1-A, 2-C, 3-B, 4-D, 5-A
- 1-B; 2-C; 3-A; 4-D; 5-D; 6-B; 7-A
- 1-C; 2-B; 3-D; 4-B; 5-B; 6-A; 7-C
ВСЕРОССИЙСКАЯ ОЛИМПИАДА ШКОЛЬНИКОВ
ПО АНГЛИЙСКОМУ ЯЗЫКУ. 2019-2020 ГОД
ШКОЛЬНЫЙ ЭТАП. 9-11 КЛАССЫ
Listening
Time:
10 minutes
For items 1-10 listen to a
dialogue and decide whether the statements 1-10 are True (A), False (B) or Not
Stated (NS) according to the text you hear. You will hear the text twice.
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The woman says that her |
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2. |
The man never drinks tea |
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3. |
The man thinks it’s |
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4. |
The man has never worked |
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5. |
The woman says that many |
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6. |
The man says that his new |
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7. |
The Daughter was filmed in summer. |
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8. |
In The Daughter the man plays a role of a |
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9. |
The man is Irish. |
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10. |
The man thinks The |
Transfer your answers to the answer
sheet!
Reading
Time 30 minutes
Read
the text and then answer questions 1-7.
Pitcher,
a confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, allowed a look of mild
interest and surprise when his employer briskly entered at half-past nine in
company with a young lady. Miss
Leslie had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way
that was decidedly unstenographic. On this morning she was softly and shyly
radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her expression a happy one, tinged with
reminiscence. Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways
this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk
was, she stayed for a while, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she
moved over by Maxwell’s desk near enough for him to be aware of her presence.
The man
sitting at that desk was no longer a man; it was a machine, moved by buzzing
wheels and uncoiling springs.
“Well –
what is it? Anything?” asked Maxwell sharply.
“Nothing,”
answered the stenographer, moving away with a little smile.
This
day was Harvey Maxwell’s busy day. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages
and telegrams. Maxwell himself jumped from desk to door sweating. On
the Exchange there were hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes, and those
powerful disturbances were reproduced in miniature in Maxwell’s office. The
rush and pace of business grew faster and fiercer. Share prices were falling
and orders to sell them were coming and going and the man was working like some
strong machine. Here was a world of finance, and there was no room in it for
the human world or the world of nature.
When
the luncheon hour came, Maxwell stood by his desk with a fountain pen over his
right ear. His window was open. And through the window came a delicate, sweet
smell of lilac that fixed the broker for a moment immovable. For this odour
belonged to Miss Leslie; it was her own, and hers only. She was in the next
room – twenty steps away.
“By
George, I’ll do it now,” said Maxwell half aloud. “ I’ll ask her now. I wonder
why I didn’t do it long ago.” He dashed into the inner office and charged upon
the desk of the stenographer. She looked at him with a smile.
“Miss
Leslie,” he began hurriedly, “I have but a moment to spare. I want to say
something in that moment. Will you be my wife? I haven’t had time to approach
you in the ordinary way, but I really do love you.”
“Oh,
what are you talking about?” exclaimed the young lady. She rose to her feet and
gazed upon him, round-eyed.
“Don’t
you understand?” said Maxwell. “I want you to marry me. I love you, Miss
Leslie. I wanted to tell you, and I snatched a minute. They are calling me for
the phone now. Tell them to wait a minute, Pitcher. Won’t you, Miss Leslie?”
The
stenographer acted very strangely. She seemed overcome with amazement; then
tears flowed from her wondering eyes; and then she smiled sunnily through them.
“I know
now,” she said softly. “It is this old business that has driven everything else
out of your head for the time. I was frightened at first. Don’t you
remember, Harvey? We were married last evening at 8 o’clock in
the Little Church Around the Corner.”
1.
Harvey Maxwell was
A) a
stenographer.
B) a
clerk.
C) Pitcher’s
boss.
D) Pitcher’s
partner.
2. Pitcher
was mildly interested and surprised because
A) Miss
Leslie moved decidedly to Maxwell’s desk.
B) Maxwell
came late at half past ten.
C) Miss
Leslie arrived with Maxwell.
D) Maxwell
looked irresolute that morning.
3. It was
Harvey Maxwell’s hard day because
A) he
had no one to help him.
B) the
Exchange was a busy place.
C) the
weather was hot.
D) all
messenger boys had gone.
4. ‘On the
Exchange there were hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes’ means
A) the
Exchange was about to be destroyed.
B) the
financial situation was difficult.
C)
natural disasters often happened in that area.
D)
those were powerful disturbances of nature.
5. Maxwell
dashed into the inner office at lunch time because
A) the smell
reminded him of Miss Leslie.
B) he liked the
lilac smell.
C) Pitcher
called him for a phone call.
D) he
needed to send a message.
6. Harvey
Maxwell made a proposal between phone calls because he
A) was
rather pressed for time.
B) used
to make business proposals in such a way.
C)
always acted very strangely.
D) was
afraid Miss Leslie would leave him.
7. Miss
Leslie was astonished by the proposal because
A) she
had never heard anyone make it in such a way.
B) she
had never expected it from Harvey Maxwell.
C) it came too
quickly and without warning.
D) she had
married the man the day before.
Match the following headings with the sections of
the text below,
one heading is extra.
This
museum tells you about the history of
A. Industry
B. Science
C. Canals
D. Toys
E. Transport
F. A city
G. Costumes
8. Step inside this
magical 1850s «Cinema» for an exciting tour of Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland. As the lights go down a brilliant moving image of the capital appears before you,
while the guide tells the story of Edinburgh’s historic past.
9. The National
Waterways Museum of Gloucester brings to life the time when Britain’s
waterways were dug between towns. Transport by these ways was cheaper than
transport by land. Many exhibits give visitors the chance to relive the Age
which helped to revolutionize Britain’s water system.
10. Black Country Museum
is an open-air museum. Your visit there is always exciting and enjoyable.
Guides in national costumes and working demonstrators tell visitors a story of
the time when different machines were invented in Britain and factories began
to develop very quickly.
11. Travel through time
and discover the colourful story of travel. See shiny buses, tube trains and
trams of different centuries. As you step into the past you’ll meet people
who’ve kept London moving for 200 years. Hold tight as you put yourself in the
driving seat and enjoy your journey.
12. This museum illustrates
the development of human knowledge through different instruments. The museum
has a clockwork model of the solar system from1750 as well as microscopes,
telescopes, navigation instruments, electrical machines and tools.
13. This museum is full of
wonderful models of trains, buses, ships and cars. See the 1920s model Story
Land Park and play the old slot-machines. It also has a nursery of the
beginning of the 20th century. The wonderful collection of dolls contains
different marionettes from Ancient Roman Gladiator doll to figures of today.
Transfer your answers to the answer
sheet!
Use of English
Time: 30 minutes
Task1. Choose the best option
(A-D) to fit the gap (1-7).
My children
Miss Stevenson’s school was half-way
between Jason’s house and mine. My elder daughter Sophia had been going there
for some years, and now my younger daughter began to go, too. It was not hard
to 1 ______ the difference between my daughters. My elder
daughter 2 ______ after me. She had black hair, green eyes and
a large forehead. She was very impulsive and often lost her temper. She was
lazy but studied well. Her teachers always praised her. My younger daughter
didn’t 3 ______ me. She was the picture of my wife’s mother.
She had blond hair and blue eyes. She was very obedient and never made noise
but she was not very good 4 ______ studies. I thought she was
always shy and that prevented her from having good marks.
Liza, our nursemaid, would set off in
the morning with two of my children and Ned, Jason’s son. She usually took a
mail-cart with her. This was for Ned to ride in when he was tired but it was
not often that Ned would 5 ______ that he was tired. The maid
left the girls at Miss Stevenson’s and then brought Ned on to the Beeches. She
would take him back in time to 6 ______ the girls when school
was over. I often watched them play with Ned in the backyard or tell him
fairy-tales. My daughters adored Ned but he didn’t 7 ______
attention to them.
1.A)speak B)tell C)talk D)say
2. A)
looked B)took C)seemed D)felt
3.A)review B)remind C)resemble D)remember
4.A)at B)for C)on D)in
5.A)accept B)allow C)admit D)adopt
6.A)pull B)pick C)gather D)collect
7.A)take B)give C)pay D)hold
Task 2.
For items 8–17, read the
text below. Use the word given in capitals at the end of each line to form a
word that fits in the space in the same line. There is an example at the beginning
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Example:
(0) decision
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Which is high quality, safe |
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mechanic |
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safe |
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adjust |
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high |
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Writing
Time:40
minutes
Write an essay and
express your opinion on the following problem:
Distance learning is
the best form of education.
Write 150 -200 words.
Remember to
—
make an introduction (state the problem)
-express your
personal opinion and give 2–3 reasons for your opinion
-express an
opposing opinion and give 1–2 reasons for this opposing opinion
-explain
why you don’t agree with the opposing opinion
-make
a conclusion restating your position
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Pitcher, confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, broker, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise to visit his usually expressionless countenance when his employer briskly entered at half past nine in company with his young lady stenographer. With a snappy «Good-morning, Pitcher,» Maxwell dashed at his desk as though he were intending to leap over it, and then plunged into the great heap of letters and telegrams waiting there for him.
The young lady had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly unstenographic. She forewent the pomp of the alluring pompadour. She wore no chains, bracelets or lockets. She had not the air of being about to accept an invitation to luncheon. Her dress was grey and plain, but it fitted her figure with fidelity and discretion. In her neat black turban hat was the gold-green wing of a macaw. On this morning she was softly and shyly radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her cheeks genuine peachblow, her expression a happy one, tinged with reminiscence.
Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk was, she lingered, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she moved over by Maxwell’s desk, near enough for him to be aware of her presence.
The machine sitting at that desk was no longer a man; it was a busy New York broker, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs.
«Well—what is it? Anything?» asked Maxwell sharply. His opened mail lay like a bank of stage snow on his crowded desk. His keen grey eye, impersonal and brusque, flashed upon her half impatiently.
«Nothing,» answered the stenographer, moving away with a little smile.
«Mr. Pitcher,» she said to the confidential clerk, did Mr. Maxwell say anything yesterday about engaging another stenographer?»
«He did,» answered Pitcher. «He told me to get another one. I notified the agency yesterday afternoon to send over a few samples this morning. It’s 9.45 o’clock, and not a single picture hat or piece of pineapple chewing gum has showed up yet.»
«I will do the work as usual, then,» said the young lady, «until some one comes to fill the place.» And she went to her desk at once and hung the black turban hat with the gold-green macaw wing in its accustomed place.
He who has been denied the spectacle of a busy Manhattan broker during a rush of business is handicapped for the profession of anthropology. The poet sings of the «crowded hour of glorious life.» The broker’s hour is not only crowded, but the minutes and seconds are hanging to all the straps and packing both front and rear platforms.
And this day was Harvey Maxwell’s busy day. The ticker began to reel out jerkily its fitful coils of tape, the desk telephone had a chronic attack of buzzing. Men began to throng into the office and call at him over the railing, jovially, sharply, viciously, excitedly. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages and telegrams. The clerks in the office jumped about like sailors during a storm. Even Pitcher’s face relaxed into something resembling animation.
On the Exchange there were hurricanes and landslides and snowstorms and glaciers and volcanoes, and those elemental disturbances were reproduced in miniature in the broker’s offices. Maxwell shoved his chair against the wall and transacted business after the manner of a toe dancer. He jumped from ticker to ‘phone, from desk to door with the trained agility of a harlequin.
In the midst of this growing and important stress the broker became suddenly aware of a high-rolled fringe of golden hair under a nodding canopy of velvet and ostrich tips, an imitation sealskin sacque and a string of beads as large as hickory nuts, ending near the floor with a silver heart. There was a self-possessed young lady connected with these accessories; and Pitcher was there to construe her.
«Lady from the Stenographer’s Agency to see about the position,» said Pitcher.
Maxwell turned half around, with his hands full of papers and ticker tape.
«What position?» he asked, with a frown.
«Position of stenographer,» said Pitcher. «You told me yesterday to call them up and have one sent over this morning.»
«You are losing your mind, Pitcher,» said Maxwell. «Why should I have given you any such instructions? Miss Leslie has given perfect satisfaction during the year she has been here. The place is hers as long as she chooses to retain it. There’s no place open here, madam. Countermand that order with the agency, Pitcher, and don’t bring any more of ’em in here.»
The silver heart left the office, swinging and banging itself independently against the office furniture as it indignantly departed. Pitcher seized a moment to remark to the bookkeeper that the «old man» seemed to get more absent-minded and forgetful every day of the world.
The rush and pace of business grew fiercer and faster. On the floor they were pounding half a dozen stocks in which Maxwell’s customers were heavy investors. Orders to buy and sell were coming and going as swift as the flight of swallows. Some of his own holdings were imperilled, and the man was working like some high-geared, delicate, strong machine—strung to full tension, going at full speed, accurate, never hesitating, with the proper word and decision and act ready and prompt as clockwork. Stocks and bonds, loans and mortgages, margins and securities—here was a world of finance, and there was no room in it for the human world or the world of nature.
When the luncheon hour drew near there came a slight lull in the uproar.
Maxwell stood by his desk with his hands full of telegrams and memoranda, with a fountain pen over his right ear and his hair hanging in disorderly strings over his forehead. His window was open, for the beloved janitress Spring had turned on a little warmth through the waking registers of the earth.
And through the window came a wandering—perhaps a lost—odour—a delicate, sweet odour of lilac that fixed the broker for a moment immovable. For this odour belonged to Miss Leslie; it was her own, and hers only.
The odour brought her vividly, almost tangibly before him. The world of finance dwindled suddenly to a speck. And she was in the next room—twenty steps away.
«By George, I’ll do it now,» said Maxwell, half aloud. «I’ll ask her now. I wonder I didn’t do it long ago.»
He dashed into the inner office with the haste of a short trying to cover. He charged upon the desk of the stenographer.
She looked up at him with a smile. A soft pink crept over her cheek, and her eyes were kind and frank. Maxwell leaned one elbow on her desk. He still clutched fluttering papers with both hands and the pen was above his ear.
«Miss Leslie,» he began hurriedly, «I have but a moment to spare. I want to say something in that moment. Will you he my wife? I haven’t had time to make love to you in the ordinary way, but I really do love you. Talk quick, please—those fellows are clubbing the stuffing out of Union Pacific.»
«Oh, what are you talking about?» exclaimed the young lady. She rose to her feet and gazed upon him, round-eyed.
«Don’t you understand?» said Maxwell, restively. «I want you to marry me. I love you, Miss Leslie. I wanted to tell you, and I snatched a minute when things had slackened up a bit. They’re calling me for the ‘phone now. Tell ’em to wait a minute, Pitcher. Won’t you, Miss Leslie?»
The stenographer acted very queerly. At first she seemed overcome with amazement; then tears flowed from her wondering eyes; and then she smiled sunnily through them, and one of her arms slid tenderly about the broker’s neck.
«I know now,» she said, softly. «It’s this old business that has driven everything else out of your head for the time. I was frightened at first. Don’t you remember, Harvey? We were married last evening at 8 o’clock in the Little Church Around the Corner.»
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Pitcher, confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, broker, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise to visit his usually expressionless countenance when his employer briskly entered at half past nine in company with his young lady stenographer. With a snappy «Good-morning, Pitcher,» Maxwell dashed at his desk as though he were intending to leap over it, and then plunged into the great heap of letters and telegrams waiting there for him.
The young lady had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly unstenographic. She forewent the pomp of the alluring pompadour. She wore no chains, bracelets or lockets. She had not the air of being about to accept an invitation to luncheon. Her dress was grey and plain, but it fitted her figure with fidelity and discretion. In her neat black turban hat was the gold-green wing of a macaw. On this morning she was softly and shyly radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her cheeks genuine peachblow, her expression a happy one, tinged with reminiscence.
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PITCHER, CONFIDENTIAL CLERK in the office of Harvey Maxwell, broker, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise to visit his usually expressionless countenance when his employer briskly entered at half-past nine in company with his young lady stenographer. With a snappy ‘Good morning, Pitcher,’ Maxwell dashed at his desk as though he were intending to leap over it, and then plunged into the great heap of letters and telegrams waiting there for him. The young lady had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly stenographic. She forwent the pomp of the alluring pompadour. She wore no chains, bracelets or lockets. She had not the air of being about to accept an invitation to luncheon. Her dress was grey and plain, but it fitted her figure with fidelity and discretion. In her neat black turban hat was the gold-green wing of a macaw. On this morning she was softly and shyly radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her cheeks genuine peachblow, her expression a happy one, tinged with reminiscence.
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PITCHER, rahasia pegawai di kantor Harvey Maxwell, broker, memungkinkan melihat bunga ringan dan kejutan untuk mengunjungi mukanya biasanya ekspresi ketika majikannya cepat masuk di setengah sembilan perusahaan nya stenografer wanita muda. Dengan tajam ‘Selamat pagi, kendi,’ Maxwell berlari di mejanya seolah-olah ia berniat untuk melompat lebih dari itu, dan kemudian terjun ke dalam tumpukan besar huruf dan Telegram yang menunggu di sana baginya. Wanita muda telah Maxwell stenografer selama satu tahun. Dia adalah indah dengan cara yang jelas stenographic. Dia forwent kemegahan pompadour memikat. Dia mengenakan ada rantai, gelang, atau lockets. Ia tidak udara untuk menerima undangan untuk makan siang. Gaunnya abu-abu dan polos, namun hal itu cocok perawakannya dengan kesetiaan dan kebijaksanaan. Pada serban hitam nya rapi topi adalah sayap macaw gold-hijau. Pada pagi ini dia adalah lembut dan shyly berseri. Matanya yang dreamily terang, nya pipi peachblow asli, ekspresinya yang bahagia, diwarnai dengan kenang-kenangan.
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PITCHER, CLERK RAHASIA di kantor Harvey Maxwell, broker, diperbolehkan melihat dari bunga ringan dan kejutan untuk mengunjungi wajah biasanya tanpa ekspresi ketika majikannya cepat masuk pukul setengah sembilan perusahaan dengan wanita stenografer mudanya. Dengan tajam ‘Selamat pagi, Pitcher,’ Maxwell berlari di mejanya seolah-olah dia berniat untuk melompat di atasnya, dan kemudian terjun ke tumpukan besar surat dan telegram menunggu di sana untuk dia. Wanita muda telah stenografer Maxwell selama satu tahun. Dia cantik dengan cara yang jelas steno. Dia forwent kemegahan dari nada warna merah muda memikat. Dia tidak mengenakan rantai, gelang atau loket. Dia punya tidak udara menjadi sekitar untuk menerima undangan untuk makan siang. Bajunya berwarna abu-abu dan polos, tapi itu dipasang sosoknya dengan kesetiaan dan kebijaksanaan. Dalam hat sorban hitam rapi nya adalah sayap emas-hijau macaw a. Pada pagi ini dia lembut dan malu-malu bersinar. Matanya menerawang cerah, pipinya peachblow asli, ekspresinya yang bahagia, diwarnai dengan memori.
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Задание 1.
Прочитайте журнальную статью о книге и выполните задания 1 – 5, выбирая букву A, B, C или D. Установите соответствие номера задания выбранному вами варианту ответа.
«A good book for children should simply be a good book in its own right.» These are the words of Mollie Hunter, a well-known author of books for youngsters. Born and bred near Edinburgh, Mollie has devoted her talents to writing primarily for young people. She firmly believes that there is always and should always be a wider audience for any good book whatever its main market. In Mollie’s opinion it is essential to make full use of language and she enjoys telling a story, which is what every writer should be doing: »If you aren’t telling a story, you’re a very dead writer indeed,» she says.
When Mollie was a child her home was still a village with buttercup meadows and strawberry fields – sadly now covered with modern houses. «I was once taken back to see it and I felt that somebody had lain dirty hands all over my childhood. I’ll never go back,» she said. «Never.» »When I set one of my books in Scotland,» she said, «I can recapture my romantic feelings as a child playing in those fields, or watching the village blacksmith at work. And that’s important, because children now know so much so early that romance can’t exist for them, as it did for us.»
To this day, Mollie has a lively affection for children, which is reflected in the love she has for her writing. «When we have visitors with children the adults always say, «If you go to visit Mollie, she’ll spend more time with the children.» Molly believes that parents don’t realize that children are much more interesting company and always have something new and unexpected to say.
- In Mollie’s opinion a good book should
А) be attractive to a wide audience.
B) be attractive primarily to youngsters.
C) be based on original ideas.
D) include a lot of description.
2. How does Mollie feel about what has happened to her birthplace?
А) confused
B) ashamed
C) disappointed
D) surprised
- In comparison with children of earlier years, Mollie feels that modern children are
А) more romantic.
B) better informed.
C) less keen to learn.
D) less interested in fiction.
- Mollie’s adult visitors generally discover that she
А) is a lively person.
B) is interesting company.
C) talks a lot about her work.
D) pays more attention to their children.
- Mollie thinks that the parents
А) are not aware of their children’s gifts.
B) overestimate their children’s talents.
C) sometimes don’t understand what their children say.
D) don’t spend much time with their children.
Задание 2.
Прочитайте отрывок из романа и выполните задания 1 – 7, выбирая букву A, B, C или D. Установите соответствие номера задания выбранному вами варианту ответа.
I had first become acquainted with my Italian friend by meeting him at certain great houses where he taught his own language and I taught drawing. All I then knew of the history of his life was that he had left Italy for political reasons; and that he had been for many years respectably established in London as a teacher.
Without being actually a dwarf – for he was perfectly well-proportioned from head to foot – Pesca was, I think, the smallest human being I ever saw. Remarkable anywhere, by his personal appearance, he was still further distinguished among the mankind by the eccentricity of his character. The ruling idea of Peska’s life now was to show his gratitude to the country that had given him a shelter by doing his utmost to turn himself into an Englishman. The Professor aspired to become an Englishman in his habits and amusements, as well as in his personal appearance. Finding us distinguished, as a nation, by our love of athletic exercises, the little man, devoted himself to all our English sports and pastimes, firmly persuaded that he could adopt our national amusements by an effort of will the same way as he had adopted our national gaiters and our national white hat.
I had seen him risk his limbs blindly unlike others at a fox-hunt and in a cricket field; and soon afterwards I saw him risk his life, just as blindly, in the sea at Brighton.
We had met there accidentally, and were bathing together. If we had been engaged in any exercise peculiar to my own nation I should, of course, have looked after Pesca carefully; but as foreigners are generally quite as well able to take care of themselves in the water as Englishmen, it never occurred to me that the art of swimming might merely add one more to the list of manly exercises which the Professor believed that he could learn on the spot. Soon after we had both struck out from shore, I stopped, finding my friend did not
follow me, and turned round to look for him. To my horror and amazement,
I saw nothing between me and the beach but two little white arms which struggled for an instant above the surface of the water, and then disappeared from view. When I dived for him, the poor little man was lying quietly at the bottom, looking smaller than I had ever seen him look before.
When he had thoroughly recovered himself, his warm Southern nature broke through all artificial English restraints in a moment. He overwhelmed me with the wildest expressions of affection and in his exaggerated Italian way declared that he should never be happy again until he rendered me some service which I might remember to the end of my days.
Little did I think then – little did I think afterwards – that the opportunity of serving me was soon to come; that he was eagerly to seize it on the instant; and that by so doing he was to turn the whole current of my existence into a new channel. Yet so it was. If I had not dived for Professor Pesca when he lay under water, I should never, perhaps, have heard even the name of the woman, who now directs the purpose of my life.
1. Peska taught
A) drawing.
B) Italian.
C) English.
D) politics.
- Peska impressed people by being
A) well-built.
B) well-mannered.
C) strange.
D) ill-mannered.
- Peska tried to become a true Englishman because he
A) was thankful to the country that had adopted him.
B) enjoyed Englishman’s pastimes and amusements.
C) loved the way the English did athletic exercises.
D) was fond of the eccentric fashions of the English.
- ‘… risk his limbs blindly’ means Peska
A) didn’t look where he went.
B) was unaware of danger from others.
C) caused a problem for others.
D) acted rather thoughtlessly.
5. The author didn’t look after Peska carefully because
A) they both had been engaged in the peculiar English exercise.
B) foreigners were generally bathing not far from the shore.
C) the author was sure that Peska would learn swimming on the spot.
D) the author was sure that Peska was a very good swimmer.
- Peska wanted to do the author some favour as
A) it was in his warm nature.
B) the author had saved his life.
C) the author was his best friend.
D) he wanted to look English.
- Peska managed to
A) change the author’s life completely.
B) become English to the core.
C) meet a woman who later directed his life.
D) turn his existence into a new channel.
Задание 3.
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Pitcher, a confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise when his employer briskly entered at half-past nine in company with a young lady. Miss Leslie had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly unstenographic. On this morning she was softly and shyly radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her expression a happy one, tinged with reminiscence. Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk was, she stayed for a while, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she moved over by Maxwell’s desk near enough for him to be aware of her presence.
The man sitting at that desk was no longer a man; it was a machine, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs.
“Well – what is it? Anything?” asked Maxwell sharply.
“Nothing,” answered the stenographer, moving away with a little smile.
This day was Harvey Maxwell’s busy day. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages and telegrams. Maxwell himself jumped from desk to door sweating. On the Exchange there were hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes, and those powerful disturbances were reproduced in miniature in Maxwell’s office. The rush and pace of business grew faster and fiercer. Share prices were falling and orders to sell them were coming and going and the man was working like some strong machine. Here was a world of finance, and there was no room in it for the human world or the world of nature.
When the luncheon hour came, Maxwell stood by his desk with a fountain pen over his right ear. His window was open. And through the window came a delicate, sweet smell of lilac that fixed the broker for a moment immovable. For this odour belonged to Miss Leslie; it was her own, and hers only. She was in the next room – twenty steps away.
“By George, I’ll do it now,” said Maxwell half aloud. “ I’ll ask her now. I wonder why I didn’t do it long ago.” He dashed into the inner office and charged upon the desk of the stenographer. She looked at him with a smile.
“Miss Leslie,” he began hurriedly, “I have but a moment to spare. I want to say something in that moment. Will you be my wife? I haven’t had time to approach you in the ordinary way, but I really do love you.”
“Oh, what are you talking about?” exclaimed the young lady. She rose to her feet and gazed upon him, round-eyed.
“Don’t you understand?” said Maxwell. “I want you to marry me. I love you, Miss Leslie. I wanted to tell you, and I snatched a minute. They are calling me for the phone now. Tell them to wait a minute, Pitcher. Won’t you, Miss Leslie?”
The stenographer acted very strangely. She seemed overcome with amazement; then tears flowed from her wondering eyes; and then she smiled sunnily through them.
“I know now,” she said softly. “It is this old business that has driven everything else out of your head for the time. I was frightened at first. Don’t you remember, Harvey? We were married last evening at 8 o’clock in the Little Church Around the Corner.”
1. Harvey Maxwell was
A) a stenographer.
B) a clerk.
C) Pitcher’s boss.
D) Pitcher’s partner.
2. Pitcher was mildly interested and surprised because
A) Miss Leslie moved decidedly to Maxwell’s desk.
B) Miss Leslie arrived with Maxwell.
C) Maxwell came late at half past ten.
D) Maxwell looked irresolute that morning.
3. It was Harvey Maxwell’s hard day because
A) he had no one to help him.
B) all messenger boys had gone.
C) the weather was hot.
D) the Exchange was a busy place.
4. ‘On the Exchange there were hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes’ means
A) the Exchange was about to be destroyed.
B) the financial situation was difficult.
C) natural disasters often happened in that area.
D) those were powerful disturbances of nature.
5. Maxwell dashed into the inner office at lunch time because
A) he liked the lilac smell.
B) the smell reminded him of Miss Leslie.
C) Pitcher called him for a phone call.
D) he needed to send a message.
6. Harvey Maxwell made a proposal between phone calls because he
A) was rather pressed for time.
B) used to make business proposals in such a way.
C) always acted very strangely.
D) was afraid Miss Leslie would leave him.
7. Miss Leslie was astonished by the proposal because
A) she had never heard anyone make it in such a way.
B) she had never expected it from Harvey Maxwell.
C) she had married the man the day before.
D) it came too quickly and without warning.
Задание 4.
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The London Marathon celebrates its 23rd birthday. That is 23 years of stresses and strains, blisters and sore bits, and incredible tales. Somehow, yours truly has managed to run four of them. And I have medals to prove it. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I watched the inaugural London Marathon on March 29th, 1981. It seemed extraordinary that normal people would want to run 26 miles and 385 yards. And, it must be said, they looked strange and not quite steady at the end of it all. There are, indeed, terrible tales of people losing consciousness by the time they reach that glorious finishing line. But I was captivated. I knew I had to do it.
Three years later I was living in London, not far from Greenwich where the event begins, and it seemed the perfect opportunity to give it a go. I was only a short train ride from the starting line, but more than 26 miles from the finish. “Who cares?” I thought. By the end I did. The moment I crossed that finishing line, and had that medal placed around my neck, was one of the finest in my life. The sense of achievement was immense. It was a mad thing to do, and ultimately pointless. But knowing that I’d run a Marathon – that most historic of all distant races – felt incredible.
London provides one of the easiest of all the officially sanctioned marathons because most of it is flat. Yes, there are the cobblestones while running through the Tower of London, and there are the quiet patches where crowds are thin and you are crying out for some encouragement – those things matter to the alleged “fun” runners like myself, the serious runners don’t think of such things.
This year London will attract unprecedented number of athletes, a lot of title holders among them. It is set to witness what is probably the greatest field ever for a marathon. In the men’s race, for example, among numerous applicants there’s the holder of the world’s best time, Khalid Khannouchi of the USA; the defending champion El Mouriz of Morocco; Ethiopia’s Olympic bronze-medallist Tesfaye Tola. And, making his marathon debut, is one of the finest long distance runners of all time Haile Gebrselassie.
Since 1981, almost half a million people have completed the London Marathon, raising more than $125 million for charity. For the majority of the runners, this is what it is all about. It is for charity, for fun, for self-development. It is a wonderful day. I have run it with poor training, with proper training. And I have always loved it.
It’s crazy, and it’s one of the greatest things I’ve ever done. If you want to feel as though you’ve achieved something, run a marathon.
1. Participation in the London Marathon resulted for the author in
A) stresses and strains.
B) blisters and sore bits.
C) memorable medals.
D) incredible tales.
2. When the author watched the end of the first marathon he saw people who were
A) extraordinary steady.
B) feeling weak and exhausted.
C) losing consciousness.
D) having a glorious time.
3. The reason for the author’s participation in the marathon was the fact that he
A) was fascinated by it.
B) lived not far from its finishing line.
C) wanted to receive a medal.
D) wanted to do something incredible.
4. “By the end I did” means that the author
A) found the distance suitable.
B) found the distance challenging.
C) decided to take part in the marathon.
D) eventually took a train to the finish.
5. According to the author, the London Marathon is one of the easiest because
A) it goes through the Tower of London.
B) there are quiet patches without crowds.
C) many “fun” runners participate in it.
D) its course does not slope up or down.
6. “… the greatest field ever for a marathon” means that the marathon
A) will take place on a big field.
B) is to be run by the famous runners only.
C) will be witnessed by more people.
D) will welcome a huge number of sportsmen.
7. According to the author, one should run the London Marathon to
A) raise money for charity.
B) get some training.
C) feel self-fulfillment.
D) have fun in a crazy way.
Ответы к заданиям
- 1-A, 2-C, 3-B, 4-D, 5-A
- 1-B; 2-C; 3-A; 4-D; 5-D; 6-B; 7-A
- 1-C; 2-B; 3-D; 4-B; 5-B; 6-A; 7-C
- 1-C; 2-B; 3-A; 4-B; 5-D; 6-D; 7-C
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Pitcher, a confidential clerk in the
office of Harvey Maxwell, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise when his
employer briskly entered at half-past nine in company with a young lady. Miss
Leslie had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way
that was decidedly unstenographic. On this morning she was softly and shyly
radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her expression a happy one, tinged with
reminiscence. Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways
this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk
was, she stayed for a while, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she
moved over by Maxwell’s desk near enough for him to be aware of her presence.
The man sitting at that desk was no
longer a man; it was a machine, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs.
“Well – what is it? Anything?” asked
Maxwell sharply.
“Nothing,” answered the
stenographer, moving away with a little smile.
This day was Harvey Maxwell’s busy
day. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages and telegrams. Maxwell himself
jumped from desk to door sweating. On the Exchange there were
hurricanes and snowstorms and volcanoes, and those powerful disturbances
were reproduced in miniature in Maxwell’s office. The rush and pace of business
grew faster and fiercer. Share prices were falling and orders to sell them were
coming and going and the man was working like some strong machine. Here was a
world of finance, and there was no room in it for the human world or the world
of nature.
When the luncheon hour came, Maxwell
stood by his desk with a fountain pen over his right ear. His window was open.
And through the window came a delicate, sweet smell of lilac that fixed the
broker for a moment immovable. For this odour belonged to Miss Leslie; it was
her own, and hers only. She was in the next room – twenty steps away.
“By George, I’ll do it now,” said
Maxwell half aloud. “ I’ll ask her now. I wonder why I didn’t do it long ago.”
He dashed into the inner office and charged upon the desk of the stenographer.
She looked at him with a smile.
“Miss Leslie,” he began hurriedly,
“I have but a moment to spare. I want to say something in that moment. Will you
be my wife? I haven’t had time to approach you in the ordinary way, but I
really do love you.”
“Oh, what are you talking about?”
exclaimed the young lady. She rose to her feet and gazed upon him, round-eyed.
“Don’t you understand?” said
Maxwell. “I want you to marry me. I love you, Miss Leslie. I wanted to tell
you, and I snatched a minute. They are calling me for the phone now. Tell them
to wait a minute, Pitcher. Won’t you, Miss Leslie?”
The stenographer acted very
strangely. She seemed overcome with amazement; then tears flowed from her
wondering eyes; and then she smiled sunnily through them.
“I know now,” she said softly. “It
is this old business that has driven everything else out of your head for the
time. I was frightened at first. Don’t you remember, Harvey? We were married last evening at 8
o’clock in the Little Church Around the Corner.”
1. Harvey
Maxwell was
A) a stenographer.
B) a clerk.
C) Pitcher’s boss.
D) Pitcher’s partner.
2.
Pitcher was mildly interested and surprised because
A) Miss Leslie moved decidedly to
Maxwell’s desk.
B) Miss Leslie arrived with Maxwell.
C) Maxwell came late at half past ten.
D) Maxwell looked irresolute that
morning.
3. It was Harvey Maxwell’s hard day
because
A) he had no one to help him.
B) all messenger boys had gone.
C) the weather was hot.
D) the Exchange was a busy place.
4. ‘On the Exchange there were hurricanes
and snowstorms and volcanoes’ means
A) the
Exchange was about to be destroyed.
B) the
financial situation was difficult.
C) natural
disasters often happened in that area.
D) those
were powerful disturbances of nature.
5. Maxwell dashed into the inner
office at lunch time because
A) he liked
the lilac smell.
B) the
smell reminded him of Miss Leslie.
C) Pitcher
called him for a phone call.
D) he
needed to send a message.
6. Harvey Maxwell made a proposal
between phone calls because he
A) was rather
pressed for time.
B) used to
make business proposals in such a way.
C) always
acted very strangely.
D) was
afraid Miss Leslie would leave him.
7. Miss Leslie was astonished by
the proposal because
A) she had
never heard anyone make it in such a way.
B) she had
never expected it from Harvey Maxwell.
C) she had
married the man the day before.
D) it came
too quickly and without warning.
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Pitcher, confidential clerk in the office of Harvey Maxwell, broker, allowed a look of mild interest and surprise to visit his usually expressionless countenance when his employer briskly entered at half past nine in company with his young lady stenographer. With a snappy «Good-morning, Pitcher,» Maxwell dashed at his desk as though he were intending to leap over it, and then plunged into the great heap of letters and telegrams waiting there for him.
The young lady had been Maxwell’s stenographer for a year. She was beautiful in a way that was decidedly unstenographic. She forewent the pomp of the alluring pompadour. She wore no chains, bracelets or lockets. She had not the air of being about to accept an invitation to luncheon. Her dress was grey and plain, but it fitted her figure with fidelity and discretion. In her neat black turban hat was the gold-green wing of a macaw. On this morning she was softly and shyly radiant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, her cheeks genuine peachblow, her expression a happy one, tinged with reminiscence.
Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed a difference in her ways this morning. Instead of going straight into the adjoining room, where her desk was, she lingered, slightly irresolute, in the outer office. Once she moved over by Maxwell’s desk, near enough for him to be aware of her presence.
The machine sitting at that desk was no longer a man; it was a busy New York broker, moved by buzzing wheels and uncoiling springs.
«Well—what is it? Anything?» asked Maxwell sharply. His opened mail lay like a bank of stage snow on his crowded desk. His keen grey eye, impersonal and brusque, flashed upon her half impatiently.
«Nothing,» answered the stenographer, moving away with a little smile.
«Mr. Pitcher,» she said to the confidential clerk, did Mr. Maxwell say anything yesterday about engaging another stenographer?»
«He did,» answered Pitcher. «He told me to get another one. I notified the agency yesterday afternoon to send over a few samples this morning. It’s 9.45 o’clock, and not a single picture hat or piece of pineapple chewing gum has showed up yet.»
«I will do the work as usual, then,» said the young lady, «until some one comes to fill the place.» And she went to her desk at once and hung the black turban hat with the gold-green macaw wing in its accustomed place.
He who has been denied the spectacle of a busy Manhattan broker during a rush of business is handicapped for the profession of anthropology. The poet sings of the «crowded hour of glorious life.» The broker’s hour is not only crowded, but the minutes and seconds are hanging to all the straps and packing both front and rear platforms.
And this day was Harvey Maxwell’s busy day. The ticker began to reel out jerkily its fitful coils of tape, the desk telephone had a chronic attack of buzzing. Men began to throng into the office and call at him over the railing, jovially, sharply, viciously, excitedly. Messenger boys ran in and out with messages and telegrams. The clerks in the office jumped about like sailors during a storm. Even Pitcher’s face relaxed into something resembling animation.
On the Exchange there were hurricanes and landslides and snowstorms and glaciers and volcanoes, and those elemental disturbances were reproduced in miniature in the broker’s offices. Maxwell shoved his chair against the wall and transacted business after the manner of a toe dancer. He jumped from ticker to ‘phone, from desk to door with the trained agility of a harlequin.
In the midst of this growing and important stress the broker became suddenly aware of a high-rolled fringe of golden hair under a nodding canopy of velvet and ostrich tips, an imitation sealskin sacque and a string of beads as large as hickory nuts, ending near the floor with a silver heart. There was a self-possessed young lady connected with these accessories; and Pitcher was there to construe her.
«Lady from the Stenographer’s Agency to see about the position,» said Pitcher.
Maxwell turned half around, with his hands full of papers and ticker tape.
«What position?» he asked, with a frown.
«Position of stenographer,» said Pitcher. «You told me yesterday to call them up and have one sent over this morning.»
«You are losing your mind, Pitcher,» said Maxwell. «Why should I have given you any such instructions? Miss Leslie has given perfect satisfaction during the year she has been here. The place is hers as long as she chooses to retain it. There’s no place open here, madam. Countermand that order with the agency, Pitcher, and don’t bring any more of ’em in here.»
The silver heart left the office, swinging and banging itself independently against the office furniture as it indignantly departed. Pitcher seized a moment to remark to the bookkeeper that the «old man» seemed to get more absent-minded and forgetful every day of the world.
The rush and pace of business grew fiercer and faster. On the floor they were pounding half a dozen stocks in whic


