Read the following passage carefully and answer the question that follows:
You might think that borrowing a match on the street is a simple thing. But any man
who has ever tried it will assure you that it is not, and will be prepared to swear to
the truth of my experience of the other evening. I was standing on the pavementwith a candle that I wanted to light. I wanted to see what had happened to the
engine of my car in the candle light. I had no match. I waited till a decent, ordinary
looking man came along. Then I said: “Excuse me, sir, but could you oblige me
with the loan of a match?”
“A match?” he said, why certainly.” Then he unbuttoned his overcoat and put his
hand in the pocket of his waistcoat. “I know I have one,” he went on,” and I’d almost
swear it’s in the bottom pocket- or hold on, though, I guess it may be in the top –
just wait till I put these parcels down on the sidewalk.”
“Oh, don’t trouble yourself,” I said, “it’s really of no consequence.”
“Oh, it’s no trouble, I’ll have it in a minute; I know there must be one in here
somewhere” – he was digging his fingers into his pocket and he spoke – but you
see this isn’t the waistcoat I generally...”
I saw that the man was getting excited about it. “Well, never mind,” I protested; “if
that isn’t the waistcoat that you generally – why, it doesn’t matter.”
“Hold on, now, hold on!” the man said, “I’ve got one of the cursed things in here
somewhere. I guess it must be in with my watch. No, it’s not there either. Wait till I
try my coat. If that confounded tailor only knew enough to make a pocket so that a
man could get at it !”
He was getting pretty well worked up now. He had thrown down his walking stick
and was plunging at his pocket with his teeth set. “It’s that cursed young boy of
mine,” he hissed; “ this comes of his fooling in my pockets. By Gad! Perhaps I
won’t warm him up when I get home. Say, I’ll bet that it’s in my hip-pocket. You just
hold up the tail of my overcoat a second till I ...”
“No, no,” I protested again, “please don’t take all this trouble, it really doesn’t
matter. I’m sure you needn’t take off your overcoat, and oh, pray don’t throw away
your letters and things in the snow like that, and tear your pockets by the roots!
Please, please don’t trample over your overcoat and put your feet through the
parcels. I do hate to hear you swearing at your little boy, with that peculiar whine in
your voice. Don’t – please don’t tear your clothes so savagely.”
Suddenly the man gave a grunt of exultation, and drew his hand up from inside the
lining of his coat. “I’ve got it,” he cried. “Here you are!” Then he brought it out under
the light.
It was a toothpick.i) Why did the narrator want to get a match?
Whom did he ask for the match?
ii) Why couldn’t the man find a match in his waistcoat?
iii) After throwing down his walking stick what did the man say about his son till he
looked for it in his waistcoat?
iv) What request did the narrator make to the man when he saw him highly excited
and worked up?
v) Why did the man finally give a grunt of exultation? What was the result of his
exultation?
Answers
Answers of the following questions:
[B] (i) The narrator needed a match to light a candle in order to see exactly what had happened to the engine of his car. This would allow him to either fix it himself or seek assistance. He asked a good, unremarkable-looking man who was walking by him for the match.
(ii) Because he didn't frequently wear this waistcoat, the man couldn't find the match in it. They consequently briefly believed that the match would be concealed under his second waistcoat, which he typically wore.
(iii) The man added that his son was an extremely mischievous boy who constantly kept trashing the contents of his pockets after tossing down his cane. He added that he might not hurt his son because the match might still be in his hip pocket.
(iv) The narrator asked that in the event that he should definitely give up on finding the match now, the man's waistcoat. He advised the man to likely let it go.
(v) The man grunted in joy when he finally believed he had located the match, only to discover that it was actually a toothpick. His joy was in vain because he had only discovered a toothpick and not a match. In essence, it was all for nothing.
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