Basil Hayward was a successful artist. He had nearly finished a picture of a very handsome young man called Dorian Gray. One day a friend of his, Lord Henry Wotton, saw the picture and wanted to meet this young man. A few days later, Lord Henry and Dorian Gray met at Basil’s house.

       “Ah, how lucky you are to be so young,” said Lord Henry to Dorian. “But time is your enemy.”

       “I wish I could always stay young and the picture could grow old. Oh, Basil, why should it stay young while I grow old? I wish the picture could change and I could stay as I am.” Dorian was beginning to fall in love with his own picture.

       A few weeks later, Dorian told Lord Henry that he was in love with a young beautiful actress, called Sybil Vane, who had a brother serving as a sailor.

       One night, Dorian took his friends to see Sybil acting as Juliet in Romeo and Juliet. She acted badly, which made Dorian very angry with her. “But how can I pretend to be Juliet since I know what real love is?” she said. Dorian said that he had loved her because she was a good actress. Now he didn’t love her any more and so he left her.

       When he got back home, Dorian looked at his picture again. Somehow it was different. The face in the picture now had a cruel smile. He realized that he had been cruel to Sybil and would see her and make up for what he had done. But the next day, Lord Henry told him that Sybil had killed herself. When Lord Henry left, Dorian looked at the picture and found the face in the picture would become ugly, old and cruel.

       The years went by, but Dorian Gray stayed young and handsome. He enjoyed all the pleasures in his life. However, his picture changed and showed all the terrible secrets of his life. On Dorian’s thirty-eighth birthday, Basil Hayward came to see him. He was horrified when he saw the face in the picture and told Dorian to change his life. Suddenly, Dorian became very angry and took a knife and killed Basil.

       A week later, Dorian was in the country staying with some friends when he realized that the sailor, Sybil’s brother, was following him. The next day he went out walking with some of his friends who were shooting. His friend shot at an animal and there was a cry of a man. He killed the sailor. Dorian decided to change his life.

       “Maybe if I have a better life, the face in the picture will not be so ugly and horrible.”

       But when he looked at the picture, it was even more horrible than before. He decided to destroy the picture. He picked up a knife and stabbed（戳）the painting. There was a loud cry and a crash.

       The servants heard these and went into the room. On the wall they saw the picture of Dorian Gray as a young, handsome man. On the floor was a dead man, with a knife in his heart. It was the other Dorian Gray, and his face was old, ugly and horrible.

64. According to the story, Dorian’s wish that he could always stay young ________.

A. came true in his life                              B. brought him surprises one after another

C. brought him good luck                                 D. led to the loss of his girlfriend’s love

65. In Sybil’s opinion, ___________.

A. Dorian didn’t know what real love is

B. the love between Romeo and Juliet was unbelievable

C. She was, in fact, not a good actress

D. nobody could act Juliet very well

66. Which of the following statements is TRUE according to the story?

A. Dorian really loved Sybil very much.            

B. Lord Henry had a great effect on Dorian’s life.

C. Lord Henry was always caring about Dorian.

D. Dorian killed Sybil’s brother by accident.

67. Which of the following do you think is the best title for the passage?

A. The Way to Stay Young Forever.                   B. A Person’s Real Beauty.

C. A Handsome Young Man.                       D. The Picture of Dorian Gray.

As we drove along, my spirits went up again, and I turned, with pleasure, to the thought of the new life which I was entering. But though it was not far past the middle of September, the heavy clouds and strong north-easterly wind combined to make the day extremely cold; and the journey seemed a very long one, so that it was nearly one o’clock before we reached the place of our destination. Yet when we entered the gateway, my heart failed me, and I wished it were a mile or two farther off. For the first time in my life I must stand alone: there was no retreating now. I must enter that house, and introduce myself among its strange people. But how was it to be done? True, I was near nineteen; but, thanks to the protecting care of my mother and sister, I well knew that many a girl of fifteen, or under, was gifted with a more womanly address, and greater ease and self-possession, than I was. Yet, anyway. I would do very well, after all; and the children, of course, I should soon be at ease with them.
"Be calm, be calm, whatever happens," I said within myself; and truly I was so fully occupied in steadying my nerves and keeping down the rebellious beat of my heart that when I was admitted into the hall and into the presence of Mrs. Bloomfield, I almost forgot to answer her polite greeting; and it afterwards struck me that the little I did say was spoken in the tone of one half-dead or half-asleep.
With due politeness, however, she showed me my bedroom, and left me there to take a little refreshment for a little while and led me into the dining-room. Some beefsteaks and potatoes were set before me; and while I dined upon these, she sat opposite, watching me (as I thought) and trying to keep something like a conversation— consisting chiefly of commonplace remarks. In fact, my attention was almost wholly absorbed in my dinner: not from appetite, but from the toughness of the beefsteaks, and the numbness of my hands.
“I have had so little time to attend to their education myself, but I think they are clever children, and very willing to learn, especially the little boy; he is, I think, the flower of the flock— a generous, noble-spirited boy, one to be led, but not driven, and remarkable for always speaking the truth.” “His sister Mary Ann will require watching,” continued she, “but she is a very good girl on the whole, though I wish her to be kept out of the nursery as much as possible, as she is now almost six years old, and might acquire bad habits from the nurses. I have ordered her bed to be placed in your room, and if you will be so kind as to look after her washing and dressing, and take charge of her clothes, she needs to have nothing further to do with the nursery maid.”
I replied I was quite willing to do so; and at that moment the children entered the room. Tom Bloomfield was a well-grown boy of seven. Mary was a tall girl, for her age of six, somewhat dark like her mother. The second sister was Fanny, a very pretty little girl, looking little younger than Mary. The remaining one was Harriet, a little broad, fat, merry, playful thing of scarcely two, whom I had more desire for than all the rest — but with her I had nothing to do.
【小题1】Which of the following statements best describes how the writer felt when she entered Mrs. Bloomfield's home?