Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street. Next to it was the town’s only public call box, which badly needed a coat of paint. I hurried forward, but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat. I could not see his face and he didn’t raise his head at the sound of my footsteps.

       Carefully, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait for my turn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the box call door.

1.       At what time was the story set?

       A. An early winter morning                    B. A cold winter afternoon

       C. An early summer morning                   D. A windy summer afternoon

2. Which of the following words best describe the writer’s impression of the town?

       A. cold and frightening                            B. dirty and crowded

       C. empty and dead                               D. unusual and unpleasant