Passage Two I was walking along the main street of a small seaside town in the north of England lookingfor
somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to contact the AA. Low grey
clouds were gathering across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea which nearly threw me off my feet
every time I crossed one of the side streets. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that lined
the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat. There was no sign of a call box , nor was there anyone at that early
hour whom I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop open selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his rounds ,
but the town was completely dead. The only living thing I saw was a thin frightened cat outside a small restaurant. The
suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office , and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow
street. Next to it was the towns only public call box , which badly nee ded a coat of paint. I hurried forward , but stopped in
astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blue
plastic raincoat. I could not see his face and he did not even raise his head at the sound of my footsteps. Discreetly(谨慎地),
I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turm. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground
that I noticed something bright trickling from under the call box door.
1、 At what time was the story set?
A. A. An early winter morning.
B. B. An early summer morning.
C. C. A windy summer aftermoon.
D. D. A cold winter afternoon.
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