(1) It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar—a cat reading a map. For a second, M

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问题     (1) It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar—a cat reading a map. For a second, Mr. Dursley didn’t realize what he had seen—then he jerked his head around to look again. There was a tabby cat (虎斑猫) standing on the corner of Privet Drive, but there wasn’t a map in sight. What could he have been thinking of? It must have been a trick of the light. Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat. It stared back. As Mr. Dursley drove around the corner and up the road, he watched the cat in his mirror. It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive—no, looking at the sign; cats couldn’t read maps or signs. Mr. Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind. As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.
    (2) But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else. As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn’t help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about. People in cloaks. Mr. Dursley couldn’t bear people who dressed in funny clothes—the getups you saw on young people! He supposed this was some stupid new fashion. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by. They were whispering excitedly together. Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren’t young at all; why, that man had to be older than he was, and wearing an emerald-green cloak! The nerve of him! But then it struck Mr. Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt—these people were obviously collecting for something… yes, that would be it. The traffic moved on and a few minutes later, Mr. Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot, his mind back on drills.
    (3) Mr. Dursley always sat with his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor. If he hadn’t, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning. He didn’t see the owls swooping past in broad daylight, though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open-mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead. Most of them had never seen an owl even at night-time. Mr. Dursley, however, had a perfectly normal, owl-free morning. He yelled at five different people. He made several important telephone calls and shouted a bit more. He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he’d stretch his legs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.
    (4) He’d forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker’s. He eyed them angrily as he passed. He didn’t know why, but they made him uneasy. This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn’t see a single collecting tin. It was on his way back past them, clutching a large doughnut (甜甜圈) in a bag, that he caught a few words of what they were saying.
    (5) "The Potters, that’s right, that’s what I heard—"
    (6) "—Yes, their son, Harry—"
    (7) Mr. Dursley stopped dead. Fear flooded him. He looked back at the whisperers as if he wanted to say something to them, but thought better of it.
    (8) He dashed back across the road, hurried up to his office, snapped at his secretary not to disturb him, seized his telephone, and had almost finished dialing his home number when he changed his mind. He put the receiver back down and stroked his mustache, thinking… no, he was being stupid. Potter wasn’t such an unusual name. He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had a son called Harry. Come to think of it, he wasn’t even sure his nephew was called Harry. He’d never even seen the boy. It might have been Harvey. Or Harold. There was no point in worrying Mrs. Dursley; she always got so upset at any mention of her sister. He didn’t blame her—if he’d had a sister like that… but all the same, those people in cloaks…
    (9) He found it a lot harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building a five o’clock, he was still so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door. (本文选自 Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone)
Mr. Dursley thought it was out of the ordinary that________.

选项 A、the map reader on the corner of Privet Drive was a cat
B、there was no one but a cat standing on the street
C、the scene about the cat was actually an optical illusion
D、the cat roamed the street in search of the road sign

答案A

解析 细节题。原文第一段第一句提到,正是在街角,德思礼先生注意到了第一个异常的信号——一只猫在读地图。该句中破折号后的a cat reading a map是the first sign of something peculiar的同位语,对此进行解释说明。由此可知,德思礼先生认为,在街角读地图的是一只猫,这是不同寻常的。结合该段第三句可知,这只猫所站的街角位于女贞路,故答案为A。原文提到街上有只猫,但并未提及街上是否有人,B项属于过度推断,故排除;该段第五句提到这肯定是光线造成的错觉,但结合前一句可知,这是德思礼先生安慰自己的想法,并非真实情况,更不是他觉得不同寻常的事情,C与原文表述不符,故排除;该段第九句提到这只猫正在读那块写着女贞路的标牌,而不是在街上徘徊寻找路标,D也与原文表述不符,故排除。
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