作者：（英）博德（Border,R.）
出版社：外语教学与研究出版社
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想象一下：你买彩票中了五百万英镑——你突然发财了！你会怎么花这笔钱？你可以买衣服、汽车、房子；你可以去纽约、伦敦、莫斯科、巴黎、马德里……
贾森·威廉斯现在很开心。这个年轻人手里有一张中奖的彩票和一张五百万英镑的支票。不过别人也想要他的钱，有他的母亲、父亲、妻子，还有他的律师。贾森和警察之间也有些麻烦。他需要律师的帮助，而请律师的费用很高。另外还有和埃玛·卡特之间的麻烦。
埃玛·卡特非常生气。她说那是她的彩票，是她中了大奖，而不是贾森·威廉斯。埃玛·卡特也找了个律师，因为她想要回她的五百万英镑，而且马上就要。
那么谁会得到这笔钱？贾森的中奖彩票是从哪儿来的？谁在说真话？谁又在撒谎？
THE LOTTERY WINNER
Just think. You win five million pounds in the lottery – suddenly you are rich! What are you going to do with all that money? You can buy clothes, cars, houses; you can go to New York, London, Moscow, Paris, Madrid...
Jason Williams is a very happy young man. He has a winning lottery ticket – and a cheque for five million pounds. But other people want his money too. His mother, his father, his wife, and his lawyer. Jason is in trouble with the police. He needs a lawyer's help, and lawyers are expensive. And then there's Emma Carter.
Emma Carter is very angry and unhappy. She says that it is her ticket, and that she won the lottery, not Jason Williams. Emma Carter has a lawyer too, because she wants her five million pounds, and she wants it now.
So who's going to get the money? Where did Jason get the winning lottery ticket from? Who is telling the truth – and who is telling lies?
1. The bag-snatcher
ne Saturday afternoon in a small town, Emma Carter came out Oof a shoe shop with some new shoes. They were cheap shoes, but Emma was very pleased with them. She was seventy-three years old and did not have much money. She began to walk home. 'A nice cup of tea,' she thought, 'and then I can go for a walk in my new shoes.'It was a quiet town and there was nobody in the street. Suddenly, Emma heard something behind her. She did not have time to look, because just then somebody ran up behind her, hit her on the head, and snatched her bag out of her hands. Emma fell down on her back. Then she looked up, and saw a tall young man with long, dirty brown hair. He stood and looked down at her for a second; then he ran away with Emma's bag under his arm.He ran away with Emma's bag under his arm.
'Help! Help!' Emma cried.
But nobody came, and after two or three minutes Emma slowly got up and went to the nearest house. The people there were very kind. They gave Emma a cup of tea, and soon an ambulance came and took her to hospital.
At the hospital a doctor looked at Emma's head and back. 'You're going to be OK,' he said. 'Just take it easy for a day or two. Can your husband help you at home?'
'My husband died eight years ago,' said Emma. 'There's only me at home.'
'Well,' the doctor said, 'we don't want you to feel ill and fall downstairs at home. So I think you must stay in hospital for tonight, and perhaps tomorrow night, too.' Later, a policeman came to the hospital and Emma told him about the bag-snatcher.Emma made a picture of the young man's face.
'Did anybody see this young man?' he asked.
'I don't know,' said Emma. 'But there was nobody in the street when I called for help.'
'Oh dear,' the policeman said. 'What was in your bag?'
'A little money – and a lottery ticket,' said Emma. 'I buy a ticket every Saturday. Then on Saturday evening I watch the lottery on television. I always have the same numbers –5, 12, 23, 24, 38, 41. All those numbers are important to me. I was born on 5th December, 1923. I lived at number 24 Sandwich Road for 38 years...'
'Yes, yes,' said the policeman. 'I understand.' He wrote everything down in a little black book. 'Did you see the man's face?' he asked.
'Yes,' said Emma. 'I did. I fell on my back, and he looked down at me for a second. So I saw his face.'
The policeman opened a small bag. In it there were a lot of pictures of eyes and ears, hair and mouths. 'I need a picture of the man's face. Can you help me?' he said.
'Yes,' said Emma. 'He was tall and he had long, dirty brown hair. He wore blue trousers and a white shirt with a picture of a footballer. He had brown eyes...' Carefully she took the small pictures and made a big picture of the young man's face. She checked the picture carefully.
'What colour were his shoes?' asked the policeman.
Shoes! Suddenly Emma remembered her new shoes. Where were they? She told the policeman about her shoes, but then she began to cry and could not stop.
A nurse came up to Emma's bed. 'Please go now,' she said to the policeman. 'Mrs Carter needs to sleep.'snatch v. to take something away from someone with a quick, often violent, movement 夺去；抢走fall v. to suddenly go down onto the ground 摔倒ambulance n. a special vehicle used for taking people who are very sick or badly injured to the hospital 救护车lottery n. a game of chance in which people buy tickets, in order to try to win a lot of money 彩票
1．抢包的歹徒
一座小城的星期六下午，埃玛·卡特拿着双新鞋走出了鞋店。鞋子很便宜，不过埃玛很满意。她73岁了，没什么钱。她开始往家走。“喝杯好茶，”她想，“然后我可以穿着新鞋子散散步。”
这是座安静的小城，街上没有人。突然，埃玛听到身后有动静。她来不及看，因为就在此时有人飞速地从她身后跑来，照她头上一击，从她手里抢走了包。埃玛仰面摔倒在地。随后她抬眼望去，看到一个高个子的年轻人，顶着一头脏兮兮的棕色长发。他站着低头看了埃玛一眼，便用胳膊夹着她的包跑了。“救命！救命！”埃玛喊道。
但是没人过来。两三分钟后，埃玛慢慢地站起来，向离得最近的人家走去。那家人很友善，他们给了埃玛一杯茶，很快救护车就来了，把她送到了医院。
在医院里，一位医生检查了埃玛的头和后背。“你会好起来的。”他说，“只需休息一两天。你丈夫能在家照顾你吗？”“我丈夫八年前就死了。”埃玛说，“家里只有我一人。”“好吧，”医生说，“我们可不想你在家生病或摔下楼梯。所以我认为你今晚必须呆在医院，或许明晚也是。”过了不久，一名警察来到医院，埃玛将抢包歹徒的情况告诉了他。“有人看到这个年轻人吗？”他问。“我不知道。”埃玛说，“不过我喊救命时，街上没人。”“哎呀！”警察说，“你包里有什么？”“有一点钱，还有一张彩票。”埃玛说，“我每周六都会买一张彩票，然后周六晚上看电视上的彩票开奖。我总是买同样的号码——5，12，23，24，38，41。这些数字对我来说都很重要。我的生日是1923年12月5日，我在桑威奇路24号住了38年……”“好的，好的。”警察说，“我知道了。”他把这些都记在一个小黑本上。“你看到那个人的脸了吗？”他问。“是的，”埃玛说，“我看到了。我仰面摔在地上，他低头看了我一眼，所以我看到了他的脸。”
警察打开了一个小袋子，里面有很多张眼睛、耳朵、头发和嘴的图片。“我需要那个人的脸部图片。你能帮我吗？”他说。“可以。”埃玛说，“他个子高高的，有一头脏兮兮的棕色长发。他穿着蓝裤子和一件白色衬衫，衬衫上印有一个足球运动员的图像。他的眼睛是棕色的……”她认真地挑着小图片，拼出了那个年轻人的脸。她仔细地核对了拼图。“他的鞋是什么颜色的？”警察问道。
鞋！突然，埃玛想起了她新买的鞋。它们在哪儿？她把鞋的事情告诉了警察，然后便哭了起来，难以自持。
一位护士来到埃玛的床前。“现在请离开吧。”她对警察说，“卡特太太需要休息。”
2. The winning ticket.
ason Williams came home and sat down on his bed. He was Jtwenty-two years old. He lived with his father and mother in three small rooms at the top of a tall building. Every day he went out, but he did not go to work. Jason stole things. Sometimes he stole things from shops or cars; and sometimes he stole money from old people like Emma Carter. Today he was angry.'I took that old woman's bag,' he thought. 'What did I get? Two pounds, seventy-four pence, and a lottery ticket! And it was an old, cheap bag too.''Two pounds, seventy-four pence, and a lottery ticket!'
Jason knew about lottery tickets. He bought five tickets every weekend. He put Emma's lottery ticket in his pocket and forgot about it. Then he went out for a drink.
At the hospital a nurse put Emma to bed in a room with five other women. There was a television in the room, and at eight o'clock everybody watched the lottery. For a minute Emma watched too, but she felt very tired and soon she closed her eyes and slept. So she did not hear the winning numbers for that week's lottery...
On Sunday at twelve o'clock Jason got out of bed and made some tea. Then he opened his father's newspaper and found the winning lottery numbers: 5, 12, 23, 24, 38, 41. He checked his five lottery tickets. 'No good!' he said.
Then he remembered the old woman's ticket and checked those numbers too: 5, 12, 23, 24, 38, 41. He checked them three times. Six winning numbers!
'I'm a winner!' he said. He kissed the ticket. Then he ran into the living-room and kissed his mother.
'Here, what's the matter, Jason?' said Lily Williams. Jason sometimes hit her, but he did not usually kiss her. Her cigarette fell out of her mouth.
'The lottery! I'm this week's winner, Mum! Look – six winning numbers. I'm rich!''I'm this week's winner, Mum! I'm rich!'
Jason's father came into the living-room. 'What's all this noise?' he said.
'Joe, Joe!' said Lily. 'Jason's got six winning numbers in the lottery. We're rich!'
'Wrong!' said Jason. 'I'm rich.'
His mother and father began to speak at the same time. But Jason did not listen. He went out to the telephone box in the street and made a very important telephone call.
On Monday morning a policeman came to the hospital with Emma's new shoes.
'A little girl found them in the street and took them to the police station,' he said.
'How kind of her!' said Emma.
'We found your bag too,' said the policeman. 'But there's nothing in it, Mrs Carter. I'm sorry.'
'It doesn't matter,' said Emma. 'I'm very pleased to have the bag. My son gave it to me a long time ago. He lives in Australia, but he telephones me every week... And now I've got my new shoes too. Thank you very much.' Suddenly she felt happier.
That evening an ambulance took Emma home. She made a cup of tea and sat down to watch the television news.
The newsreader smiled into Emma's living-room.
'And now for this week's lottery winner. The winning numbers were: 5, 12, 23, 24, 38, 41. And here is the man with the winning ticket – Jason Williams! Jason is twenty-two and now he's a rich man. He's got a cheque from Sunshine Lotteries for five million pounds. That's a lot of money! Well, Jason, how are you feeling tonight?'
'Wonderful!'
'And what are you going to do with your money?' 'Oh, I'm going to buy a house with fifty rooms, and a big expensive car. I'm going to go to New York, Miami...'
Emma looked at the young man on the television. Jason Williams had a big smile on his face, but he had long, dirty brown hair, brown eyes... Emma sat up quickly. 'That's the man!' she thought. 'I remember his face. He hit me and snatched my bag, and stole my lottery ticket – my winning ticket, with my winning numbers!'
She got up and went to the telephone. 'Hullo – police?' she said.kiss v. to touch someone with your lips as a greeting, to show them love 亲吻newsreader n. someone who reads the news on television or radio 新闻播音员cheque n. a printed piece of paper that you write an amount of money on, sign, and use instead of money to pay for things 支票wonderful adj. making you admire someone or something very much 很棒的，了不起的
2．中奖的彩票
贾森·威廉斯回到家，坐在床上。他22岁，和父母住在一栋高楼顶层的三间小屋里。他每天出门，但不是去工作，而是去行窃。有时他从商店或汽车里偷东西，有时从像埃玛·卡特这样的老人那里偷钱。今天他很生气。“我抢了那个老女人的包，”他想，“我得到了什么？两英镑74便士，还有一张彩票！这个包还又旧又不值钱。”
贾森也玩彩票。他每周末都买五张彩票。他把埃玛的彩票放在口袋里，就不再去管它了。然后他出去想喝上一杯。
医院里，一位护士将埃玛安置在一间病房的病床上，里头还有另外五个女病号。病房里有台电视，8点钟大家都在看彩票开奖。埃玛也看了一会儿，但是她觉得非常疲惫，很快就闭上眼睛睡着了，因此她没有听到那周中奖彩票号码的公告……
星期天中午12点，贾森起床弄了点茶喝。然后他打开父亲买的报纸，看到了中奖彩票的号码：5，12，23，24，38，41。他核对了自己的五张彩票。“没中！”他说。
这时，他想起了那个老太太的彩票，也核对了一遍上面的号码：5，12，23，24，38，41。他核对了三遍。六个中奖号码！“我中奖了！”他说。他亲了亲那张彩票。然后他冲进客厅，亲了亲他的母亲。“啊，怎么了，贾森？”莉莉·威廉斯问。贾森有时会打她，但他通常不会亲她。她的烟从嘴里掉了下来。“彩票！我是这周的大奖得主，妈妈！瞧——六个中奖号码。我发财了！”
贾森的父亲来到客厅。“吵什么呢？”他问。“乔，乔！”莉莉说，“贾森的彩票中了六个号码，我们发财了！”“不对！”贾森说。“是我发财了。”
他的父母同时开始说话，但是贾森没有听。他走到街上的电话亭里，打了个非常重要的电话。
星期一早晨，一名警察拿着埃玛的新鞋来到医院。“一个小女孩在街上发现了这双鞋，送到了警察局。”他说。“她真好！”埃玛说。“我们还找到了你的包。”警察说，“不过包已经给掏空了，卡特太太。很抱歉。”“没关系。”埃玛说，“能找到包我就很高兴了。这是很久以前我儿子给我的。他住在澳大利亚，不过他每周都给我打电话……现在我还拿回了我的新鞋子。非常感谢。”她突然感到开心些了。
那天晚上，一辆救护车把埃玛送回了家。她泡了杯茶，坐下来看电视新闻。
微笑的新闻播音员出现在埃玛的客厅。“现在要揭晓本周的彩票大奖得主。中奖号码是：5，12，23，24，38，41。这位就是彩票中奖者——贾森·威廉斯！贾森22岁，现在他是个有钱人了。他得到了阳光彩票公司开出的五百万英镑的支票。这可是一大笔钱啊！对了，贾森，你今晚感觉怎样？”“棒极了！”“你打算怎么花这笔钱？”“哦，我要买一座有50个房间的房子和一辆大豪车。我要去纽约、迈阿密……”
埃玛看着电视里的年轻人。贾森·威廉斯脸上带着灿烂的笑容，但他有脏兮兮的棕色长发、棕色眼睛……埃玛一下子坐直了身子。“这就是那个人！”她想，“我记得他的脸。他打了我，抢走了我的包，还偷了我的彩票——我的中奖彩票，上面有我的中奖号码！”
她站起来走到电话旁。“喂——警察吗？”她说。
3. Jason in trouble
t ten o'clock on Monday night Jason was a very happy man. He Awas in a big room in a hotel with a lot of people in beautiful clothes. There were television cameras, reporters, people from Sunshine Lotteries... Everybody had a drink in their hands, and a girl went round the room with a bottle of champagne.'Have some more champagne,' she said to Jason.
Jason's face went very red. He snatched the bottle and took a long drink. The champagne ran down his new blue shirt. He laughed. 'Kiss me,' he said to the girl.
Suddenly the door opened and two men came in.
'Hullo!' said Jason. 'Come in and have some champagne! It's OK – Sunshine Lotteries are paying for it!''Hullo!' said Jason. 'Come in and have some champagne!'
But the two men were not interested in champagne. They were policemen. Everybody stopped talking and looked at them.
'Is Jason Williams here?' one of the policemen said. 'That's me,' said Jason. 'What do you want?'
'We'd like to ask you some questions, Mr Williams. At the police station. Come with us, please.'
On Tuesday morning Jason was tired and unhappy. He was in a small room at the police station, and there were two policemen in the room with him. One policeman stood by the door, and watched and listened. The second policeman sat at a table and asked questions, questions, questions – the same questions, again and again.
'Now,' said the policeman. 'Tell me again. Where were you at four o'clock on Saturday afternoon?'
'At home,' said Jason. 'I'm telling you the truth. Ask my mother and father! I didn't steal anything!'
'I'm not interested in your mother and father,' said the policeman. 'I can talk to them later. At the moment I'm interested in you, and your answers to my questions. You were in town on Saturday afternoon. We know that, because a woman saw you.'
'No!' said Jason. 'That's a lie. I was at home all afternoon and evening. I watched football on television.'
'Tell me about the football, then. Who won?'
Jason said nothing. His hands and his face felt hot.
'When did the football finish? Five o'clock? Six o'clock?'
'Yes. No,' said Jason. 'I don't remember.'
The policeman smiled. 'How much money was there in the bag, Jason?'
'There wasn't—' Jason stopped. Careful, he thought. Be careful. 'There wasn't a bag,' he said. 'I told you. I didn't steal the old woman's bag!'
'Old woman? Who said anything about an old woman?'
Now Jason felt cold. 'You did,' he said.
'Oh no, I didn't,' said the policeman. 'I talked about a woman. So how did you know she was an old woman?'
He stood up. 'Jason Williams, on Saturday afternoon you hit Mrs Emma Carter on the head and snatched her bag. You stole her money and her lottery ticket. Her winning lottery ticket – so you stole five million pounds from Mrs Carter. You're in trouble, Williams. Big trouble.''You're in trouble, Williams. Big trouble.'
'I want to see my lawyer,' said Jason suddenly. Jason did not know any lawyers. But people on television always said that.
That afternoon a different policeman took Jason to court. The court was in a big grey building in the middle of the town. Jason and the policeman waited in a small room. The policeman did not look at Jason, and he did not say anything. Jason felt very unhappy.
Then a woman came into the room. She was young, with short brown hair and an interesting face. She wore a black skirt and a white shirt, and carried a big black bag.
'Mr Williams?' she said to Jason. 'I'm Sally Cash, and I'm your lawyer.'
The policeman left the room, and Sally Cash sat down and began to ask Jason questions.
Soon a man in a black coat came into the room. 'Are you ready to go into court, Miss Cash?' he asked.
'Nearly ready, John,' said the lawyer. She looked at Jason. 'I'm going to do all the talking in court. OK? I don't want you to say anything. Nothing important is going to happen today. They're going to send you to the Crown Court. That's a more important court.'
'When?' asked Jason.
'Soon.'
'Can I go home tonight?' asked Jason. 'Last night I slept in a cell at the police station. It wasn't very nice.'
'No, I'm sorry,' said Miss Cash. 'You can't go home. You see, you're a rich man now. You can buy a ticket to New York, Hong Kong – you can buy an aeroplane! The police want you to stay in this country.'
'But I want to go home!'
'I can ask the court,' said Sally Cash.
Two men and a woman sat at the end of a long table and listened carefully to everyone's story.
Then the woman looked at Sally Cash. 'This case must go to the Crown Court,' she said. 'Jason Williams must stay at the police station and—'
'Excuse me,' said Sally Cash. 'Mr Williams slept in a police cell last night. He's very young and he was unhappy and afraid. He'd like to go home tonight – please.'
The woman talked quietly to the two men for a minute. Then she said, 'Mr Williams, you can go home tonight. But you must leave your lottery cheque here in court.'
'Why?' asked Jason.
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