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1、2022年考博英语-对外经济贸易大学考试题库及模拟押密卷（含答案解析）1. 单选题“My aunt will be down presently, Mr. Nuttel,” said a very self-possessed young lady of fifteen; “in the meantime you must try and put up with me.”Framton Nuttel endeavored to say the correct something which should duly flatter the niece of the moment without
2、unduly discounting the aunt that was to come. Privately he doubted more than ever whether these formal visits on a succession of total strangers would do much towards helping the nerve cure which he has supposed to be undergoing.“I know how it will be,” his sister had said when he was preparing to m
3、igrate to this rural retreat; “you will bury yourself down there and not speak to a living soul, and your nerves will be worse than ever from moping. I shall just give you letters of introduction to all the people I know there. Some of them, as far as I can remember, were quite nice.Framton wondered
4、 whether Mrs. Sappleton, the lady to whom he was presenting one of the letters of introduction, came into the nice division.“Do you know many of the people round here?” asked the niece, when she judged that they had had sufficient silent communion.“Hardly a soul,” said Framton. “My sister was stayin
5、g here, at the rectory, you know, some four years 3go, and she gave me letters of introduction to some of the people here.”He made the last statement in a tone of distinct regret.“Then you know practically nothing about my aunt?” pursued the self-possessed young lady.“Only her name and address,” adm
6、itted the caller. He was wondering whether Mrs. Sappleton was in the married or widowed state. An undefinable something about the room seemed to suggest masculine habitation.“Her great tragedy happened just three years ago,” said the child; “that would be since your sisters time,“Her tragedy?” asked
7、 Framton; somehow in this restful country spot tragedies seemed out of place.“You may wonder why we keep that window wide open on an October afternoon, said the niece，indicating a large French window that opened on to a lawn，“It is quite warm for the time of the year，” said Framton; “but has that wi
8、ndow got anything to do with the tragedy?”“Out through that window, three years ago to a day, her husband and her two young brothers went off for their days shooting. They never came back. In crossing the moor to their favorite snipe-shooting ground they were all three engulfed in a treacherous piec
9、e of bog. It had been that dreadful wet summer, you know, and places that were safe in other years gave way suddenly without warning. The bodies were never recovered. That was the dreadful part of it.” Here the childs voice lost its self-possessed note and became falteringly human. “Poor aunt always
10、 thinks that they will come back some day, they and the little brown spaniel that was lost with them, and walk in at that window just as they used to do. That is why the window is kept open every evening till it is quite dusk. Poor dear aunt, she has often told me how they went out, her husband with
11、 his white waterproof coat over his arm, and Ronnie, her younger brother, singing, Bertie, why do you bound? as he always did to tease her, because she said it got on her nerves. Do you know, sometimes on still, quiet evening like this, I almost get a creepy feeling that they will all walk in throug
12、h that window”She broke off with a little shudder. It was a relief to Framton when the aunt bustled into the room with a whirl of apologies for being late in making her appearance.“I hope Vera has been amusing you? she said.“She has been very interesting,” said Framton.“I hope you dont mind the open
13、 window,” said Mrs. Sappleton briskly; “my husband and brothers will be home directly from shooting, and they always come in this way. Theyve been out for snipe in the marshes today, so theyll make a fine mess over my poor carpets. So like you men-folk, isnt it?”She rattled on cheerfully about the s
14、hooting and the scarcity of birds, and the prospects for duck in the winter. To Framton it was all purely horrible. He made a desperate but only partially successful effort to turn the talk on to a less ghastly topic; he was conscious that his hostess was giving him only a fragment of her attention,
15、 and her eyes were constantly straying past him to the open window and the lawn beyond. It was certainly an unfortunate coincidence that he should have paid his visit on this tragic anniversary.“The doctors agree in ordering me complete rest, an absence of mental excitement, and avoidance of anythin
16、g in the nature of violent physical exercise” announced Framton, who labored under the tolerably wide-spread delusion that total strangers and chance acquaintances are hungry for the least detail of ones ailments and infirmities, their cause and cure. “On the matter of diet they are not so much in agreement,” he continued.“No?” said Mrs. Sappleton, in a voice which only replaced a yawn at the last moment. Then she suddenly brightened int
