(1) When I go into a bank I get rattled. The clerks rattle me; the counters

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问题     (1) When I go into a bank I get rattled. The clerks rattle me; the counters rattle me; the sight of the money rattles me; everything rattles me. The moment I cross the threshold of a bank, I become an irresponsible idiot. I knew this beforehand, but my salary had been raised to fifty dollars a month and I felt that the bank was the only place for it.
    (2) So I shuffled in and looked timidly round at the clerks. I had an idea that a person about to open an account must needs consult the manager. I went up to a counter marked "Accountant." The accountant was a tall, cool devil. The very sight of him rattled me.
    (3) "Can I see the manager?" I said, and added solemnly, "alone." I don’t know why I said "alone."
    (4) "Certainly, " said the accountant, and fetched him.
    (5) The manager was a grave, calm man. I held my fifty-six dollars clutched in a crumpled ball in my pocket.
    (6) "Are you the manager?" I said. God knows I didn’t doubt it.
    (7) "Yes, " he said.
    (8) "Can I see you, " I asked, "alone?" I didn’t want to say "alone" again, but without it the thing seemed self-evident.
    (9) The manager looked at me in some alarm. He felt that I had an awful secret to reveal. "Come in here, " he said, and led the way to a private room. "We are safe from interruption here, " he said, "sit down."
    (10) We both sat down and looked at each other. I found no voice to speak.
    (11) "You are one of Pinkerton’s men, I presume, " he said.
    (12) He had gathered from my mysterious manner that I was a detective. I knew what he was thinking, and it made me worse.
    (13) "No, not from Pinkerton’s, " I said, seeming to imply that I came from a rival agency. "To tell the truth, " I went on, as if I had been prompted to lie about it, "I am not a detective at all. I have come to open an account. I intend to keep all my money in this bank."
    (14) The manager looked relieved but still serious; he concluded now that I was a son of Baron Rothschild.
    (15) "A large account, I suppose, " he said.
    (16) "Fairly large, " I whispered. "I propose to deposit fifty-six dollars now and fifty dollars a month regularly."
    (17) The manager got up and opened the door. He called to the accountant.
    (18) "Mr. Montgomery, " he said unkindly loud, "this gentleman is opening an account; he will deposit fifty-six dollars."
    (19) I rose. A big iron door stood open at the side of the room and I stepped into the safe.
    (20) "Come out, " said the manager coldly, and showed me the other way.
    (21) I went up to the accountant’s counter and poked the ball of money at him. My face was ghastly pale. "Here, " I said, "deposit it."
    (22) He took the money and gave it to another clerk. He made me write the sum on a slip and sign my name in a book. I no longer knew what I was doing. The bank swam before my eyes.
    (23) "Is it deposited?" I asked in a hollow, vibrating voice.
    (24) "It is, " said the accountant.
    (25) "Then I want to draw a check."
    (26) My idea was to draw out six dollars of it for present use. Someone gave me a checkbook through a counter and someone else began telling me how to write it out. The people in the bank had the impression that I was an invalid millionaire. I wrote something on the check and thrust it in at the clerk. He looked at it.
    (27) "What! Are you drawing it all out again?" he asked in surprise. Then I realized that I had written fifty-six instead of six. I was too far gone to reason now. I had a feeling that it was impossible to explain the thing. All the clerks had stopped writing to look at me.
    (28) Reckless with misery, I made a plunge. "Yes, the whole thing."
    (29) "You withdraw your money from the bank?"
    (30) "Every cent of it."
    (31) "Are you not going to deposit any more?" said the clerk, astonished.
    (32) "Never."
    (33) An idiot hope struck me that they might think something had insulted me while I was writing the check and that I had changed my mind. I made a wretched attempt to look like a man with a fearfully quick temper.
    (34) The clerk gave me the money and I rushed out.
    (35) As the big door swung behind me I caught the echo of a roar of laughter that went up to the ceiling of the bank. Since then I bank no more. I keep my money in cash in my trousers pocket and my savings in silver dollars in a sock. (本文选自 My Financial Career) [br] What was the manager’s attitude towards the narrator?

选项 A、Admiring.
B、Annoyed.
C、Indifferent.
D、Welcoming.

答案 B

解析 态度题。第五段至第二十段描述了经理与“我”谈话的过程。开始经理对“我”很警惕(第九段中 “The manager looked at me in some alarm.”),后来得知“我”不是侦探,而是要来存款时,经理松了一口气但仍很严肃(第十四段中“The manager looked relieved but still serious;”),最后经理知道了“我”要存56美元,态度立刻变得很冷漠(第十八段中“he said unkindly loud”和第二十段中“said the manager coldly”)。因此,可以推断经理觉得“我”有点儿无理取闹,应该是B“恼怒的”,故答案为B。A“钦佩的”、C“冷漠的”和D “欢迎的”均不准确,因此排除。
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