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Mr White was a man with a poor memory.He often 1 something.but he never knew it.So sometimes he got into 2 ndline.
One day,on his way to town,he felt a little 3 and sat down under a tree to have a rest.A young man was 4 in the field by the road at that time.He had a look at Mr White but said 5 ndline.It made Mr White angry.
"Why don't you say 6 to me,young man?"said Mr White.
The young man was surprised and he answered."I don't know you at all,sir!"
"Don't you know me?"7 Mr White."How poor your memory is!We've been 8 for three years.When I first saw you,you were 9 ndline,and you had red hair.But now you are quite short and your hair is black.You're younger than 10 ndline.In a word,you've changed
these days.Is that right,Mr Hunt?"
"No,no,I'm not Mr Hunt.I'm Mr King!"
"My God!You have even changed your name!" | 