On one of the shelves of an old dresser, in company with old and dusty sauce

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问题     On one of the shelves of an old dresser, in company with old and dusty sauce-boats, jugs, dishes and plates, and paid bills, rested a worn and ragged Bible, on whose front page was the record, in faded ink, of a baptism dated ninety-four years ago. "Martha Crale" was the name written on mat yellow page. The yellow, wrinkled old dame who moved slowly and muttered about the kitchen, looking like a dead autumn leaf which the winter winds still pushed here and mere, had once been Martha Crale; for seventy old years she had been Martha Mountjoy. For longer man anyone could remember she had paced to and fro between oven and wash-house and dairy, and out to chicken-run and garden, grumbling and muttering and scolding, but working unceasingly. Emma Ladbruk, of whose coming she took as little notice as she would of a bee wandering in at a window on a summer’s day, used at first to watch her with a kind of frightened curiosity. She was so old and so much a part of the place, it was difficult to mink of her exactly as a living thing. Old Shep, the white-nosed, stiff-limbed shepherd dog, waiting for his time to die, seemed almost more human man the withered, dried-up old woman. He had been a noisy, excited puppy, mad with the joy of life, when she was already a weak and tottering dame; now he was just a blind, breathing animal body, nothing more, and she still worked with frail energy, still swept and baked and washed, fetched and carried. If there were something in these wise old dogs that did not perish utterly with death, Emma used to think to herself, what generations of ghost-dogs mere must be out on those hills, that Martha had reared and fed and tended and spoken a last goodbye word to in mat old kitchen. And what memories she must have of human generations mat had passed away in her time. It was difficult for anyone, let alone a stranger like Emma, to get her to talk of the days that had been; her shrill, quivering speech was of doors mat had been left unfastened, pails that had got mislaid, calves whose feeding-time was overdue, and me various little faults that change a farmhouse routine. Now and again, when election time came round, she would unstore her recollections of the old names round which the fight had waged in the days gone by. There had been a Palmerston, that had been a name down Tiverton way; Tiverton was not a far journey as the crow flies, but to Martha it was almost a foreign country. Later there had been Northcotes and Aclands, and many other newer names that she had forgotten; the names changed, but it was always Libruls and Toories, Yellows and Blues. And they always quarrelled and shouted as to who was right and who was wrong. The one they quarrelled about most was a fine old gentleman with an angry face—she had seen his picture on the walls. She had seen it on the floor too, with a rotten apple squashed over it, for the farm had changed its politics from time to time. Martha had never been on one side or the other, none of "they" had ever done me farm a stroke of good Such was her sweeping verdict, given with all a peasant’s distrust of the outside world. [br] When Martha Crale began to talk, ______.

选项 A、she liked to find fault with farmhouse routine
B、people were annoyed by her voice
C、it would be quite impossible to interrupt her
D、she could always attract strangers

答案 A

解析 第11句中的…speech was of...表明Martha Crale的谈话内容关于“忘了关好的门、放错地方的水桶、牲口迟了喂食、种种小错误”等内容,由此可见,本题应选A。
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