问题详情：
Marc had worked in the city hall’s engineering department for so long that the city was laid out in his mind like a map, full of names and places．And then something happened that filled him with shock.
One August afternoon, he discovered a card saying GREEN BOTTLE STREET at the back of the drawer. He checked the listed details. It was not there. It was a lost, a forgotten street, which existed in the heart of Montreal, not half a mile from city hall, and no one had known. He put the card in his pocket and the next day he went looking for the street with beating heart.
At his first glance. Marc realized how it had gotten its unusual name. It was exactly like a bottle in shape. With the sun shining on the garden plots, and the blue sky overhead, the street gave him a sense of peace. A woman some sixty years of age was watering roses in the garden of the first house to his right.
He announced, “I'm from the city engineering department, madam.”
The woman recovered herself and set her watering can down.
“So you have found out at last.” She said, “We paid our taxes and made out a lot of forms and answered the questions of various officials. Then, after a while, we were sent no notices, so we paid no more taxes. No one bothered us at all. It was a long time before we understood that in some way they’d forgotten about us.”
Marc nodded. Of course, if Green Bottle Street had been ignored by the city hall, no inspectors would go there, no tax collectors. All would pass merrily by.
“For several years，the tenants(租户) here had lived in harmony with each other and the landlord. The owner became so attached to them that he gave them all he had when he died. I have lived here for more than twenty years．I hope to end my days here as well.”
She smiled pleasantly at him, apparently forgetting for the moment that he carried in his pocket a bomb that could blow their little world to pieces.
“You remind me of my nephew,” she said suddenly. “He was a dear boy. I was heart broken when he died. I’m the last of my family, you know.”
Marc thought of his noisy and violent landlady and neighbors. He could not recall when he had been spoken to with such simple goodwill. His heart warmed to this old lady. “I wonder, ”he said slowly, “I am a good tenant, and I wonder…”
“Oh yes,” she leaned forward eagerly, “you could have the top floor of my house. I'm sure it would suit you. ”
Marc took the card out of his pocket and tore it across and dropped the pieces in the watering can. As far as he was concerned, Green Bottle Street would remain mislaid forever.
24. The underlined sentence “So you’ve found out at last” shows that the woman was .
A. disappointed B. puzzled C. curious D. excited
25. It can be inferred that Marc__________ .
A. carried a bomb in his pocket
B. hated inspectors and tax collectors
C. looked for the long-lost street happily
D. would probably move to Green Bottle Street
26. Marc tore the card into pieces mainly because_________ .
A. he fell in love with the woman
B. Green Bottle Street got mislaid
C. it presented the wrong information
D. he treasured the peace in Green Bottle Street
27. From the passage we may know that__________ .
A. the woman’s nephew resembled Marc a lot
B. the woman was attached to where she lived
C. tenants in Green Bottle Street often had conflicts
D. Marc’s landlord gave away what he had when he died
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知识点：人物传记 故事类阅读
题型：阅读理解
