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Ex.24. Put questions to the underlined words.






1) Automobile companies are working now at the development of an electric super car. [What…? ] 2) The cars may be parked here after 5 p.m. [When…? ] 3) Long steel bars on which the trains run are called the rails. [What…? ] 4) The accident happened on the bridge. [Where…? ] 5) Our train is standing at the platform №4 ready to leave. 6) Express trains stop only at large stations on their way. [What…? ] 7) We were going to the railway station along the railway track. [Who…? Where…? ] 8) The plant will produce a new model of the car next year. [When…? ] 9) Telegraph cables are usually laid under the ground. [Where…? ] 10) The plane was flying so low that we could see the pilot. [What height…? ] 11) There are discounts only for return tickets. [What…? ] 12) No planes took off on that day because of low clouds. [Why…? ] 13) In Britain people drive on the left-hand side. [What country…? ] 14) Passengers should keep their tickets till the end of the trip. [How long…? ] 15) The “Repin” train departs from St. Petersburg’s Finlandsky terminal. [What…? ] 16) Fares are being collected by a driver himself. [Whom…? ]

TEXT A

Read and translate the text using a dictionary if necessary.

MISTAKEN IDENTITY

(after M. Twain)

 

Several years ago I arrived in New York, where I was to change trains and take a sleeper. There were crowds of people on the platform, and they were all trying to get into the long sleeper train, which was already crowded. I asked the young man in the booking office if I could have a sleeping-berth and he answered: “No”. I went off and asked another local official if I could have some poor little corner somewhere in a sleeping car, but he interrupted me angrily saying: “No, you can’t, every corner is full. Now do not bother me any more” and he turned his back and walked off. I felt so hurt that I said to my companion: “If these people knew who I was, they….” But my companion stopped me there: “Don’t talk such nonsense, ” he said, “if they knew who you were, do you think it would help you to get a vacant seat in a train which has no vacant seats in it? ”

This did not improve my mood at all but then I noticed that the porter of a sleeping car was looking at me. I saw the expression of his face suddenly change. He whispered to the conductor, pointing to me and I realized I was being talked about. Then the conductor came forward, his face all politeness.

“Can I be of any service to you? ” he asked. “Do you want a place in a sleeping car? ”

“Yes, ” I said. “I will be very grateful to you if you can give me a place, anything will do.”

“We have nothing left except the big family compartment, ” the conductor continued, “with two berths and a couple of arm-chairs in it. It is entirely at your disposal. Here, Tom, take these suitcases aboard! ”

Then he touched his hat and moved along. The porter made us comfortable in the compartment and then he said, with many bows and smiles:

“Is there anything you want, sir? Because you can have just anything you want.”

“Can I have some hot water? ” I asked.

“Yes, sir, I’ll get it myself.”

“Good! Now this lamp is hung too high above the berth. Can I have a better lamp fixed just at the head of my bed below the luggage rack, so that I can read comfortably? ”

“Yes, sir. The lamp you want is just being fixed in the next compartment. I will get it from there and fix it here. It will burn all night. Yes, sir, you can ask for anything you want, the whole railroad will be turned inside out to please you.” And he disappeared.

I smiled at my companion and said:

“Well, what do you say now? Didn’t their attitude change the moment they understood I was Mark Twain? ” My companion did not answer. So I added: “Don’t you like the way you are being served? And all for the same fare.”

As I was saying this, the porter’s smiling face appeared in the door way and this speech followed:

“Oh, sir, I recognized you the minute I set my eyes on you.”

“Is that so, my boy? ” I said, handing him a good tip. “Who am I? ”

“Mr. McClellan, Mayor of New York, ” he said and disappeared again.






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