I have only once been in trouble with the law．The whole process of being arrested and taken to court
was a rather unpleasant experience at the time, but it makes a good story now． What makes it rather disturbing was the arbitrary（隨意的）circumstances both of my arrest and my subsequent （隨后的） fate in court．
It happened in February about twelve years ago．I had left school a couple of months before that and
was not due to go to university until the following October．I was still living at home at the time．
One morning I was in Richmond, a suburb of London near
where I lived．I was looking for a temporary job so that I
could save up some money to go traveling．As it was a
fine day and I was in no hurry, I was taking my time, looking in shop windows,
strolling in the park, and sometimes just stopping and looking around me．It must have been this obvious aimlessness that led to
my downfall．
It was about half past eleven when it happened．I was just walking out of the local library, having
unsuccessfully sought employment there, when I saw a man walking across the
road with the obvious intention of talking to me．I
thought he was going to ask me the time．Instead, he
said he was a police officer and he was arresting me．At first I thought it was some kind of joke
But then another policeman appeared, this time in
uniform, and I was left in no doubt．
'But what for?" I asked
‘Wandering with intent to commit an arrestable
offence,' he said．
‘What offence?' I asked
'Theft,' he said
'Theft of what?'I asked
'Milk bottles,' he said, and with a perfectly straight
face too!
'Oh,' I said．
It turned out there had been a lot of petty thefts in
the area, particularly that of stealing milk bottles from doorsteps．
Then I made my big mistake．At the time I was nineteen, had long untidy hair, and
regarded myself as pan of the sixties' 'youth counterculture'．As a result, I wanted to appear cool and unconcerned
with the incident, so I said, 'How long have you been following me? in
the most casual and conversational tone I could manage．I thus appeared to them to be quite familiar with this
sort of situation, and it confirmed them in their belief that I was a
thoroughly disreputable （品行不端的） character．
A few
minutes later a police car arrived．
'Get
in the back,' they said．'Put your hands on the back of the front
seat and don't move them．'
They
got in on either side of me．It wasn't funny any more．
At
the police station they questioned me for several hours．I continued to try to look worldly and familiar with
the situation．When they asked me what I had been doing, I
told them I'd been looking for a job．'Aha,' I
could see them thinking, 'unemployed'．
Eventually, I was officially charged and told to
report to Richmond Magistrates' Court the following Monday．Then they let me go．
I wanted to conduct my own defense in court, but as
soon as my father found out what had happened, he hired a very good solicitor （律師）
．We went along that Monday armed with all kinds of
witnesses, including my English teacher from school as a character witness．But he was never called on to give evidence．My 'trial' didn't get that far．The magistrate （法官） dismissed
the case after fifteen minutes．1 was free．The poor police had never stood a chance．The solicitor even succeeded in getting costs awarded
against the police．
And so I do not have a criminal record．But what was most shocking at the time was the things
my release from the charge so clearly depended on．I had
the 'right' accent, respectable middle-class parents in court, reliable
witnesses, and I could obviously afford a very good solicitor．Given the obscure nature of the charge．I feel sure that if I had come from a different
background, and had really been unemployed, there is every chance that I would
have been found guilty．While asking for costs to be awarded, my
solicitor's case quite obviously revolved （回轉(zhuǎn)） around
the fact that I had a 'brilliant academic record'．
Meanwhile, just outside the courtroom, one of the
policemen who had arrested me was gloomily complaining to my mother that
another youngster had been turned against the police． 'You could have been a bit more helpful when we
arrested you,' he said to me reproachfully （責(zé)備地） ．
What did he mean? Probably that I should have looked
outraged （暴怒）and said something like, 'Look here, do you
know who you're talking to? I am a highly successful student with a brilliant
academic record．How dare you arrest me!' Then they,
probably, would have apologized perhaps even taken off their caps, and let me
on my way．
1.Judging from the first paragraph, the writer's
attitude towards his story is _______．
A．a(chǎn)ngry
B．sad
C．a(chǎn)mused
D．more than just one of the above
2.The first man who came up to him was ______．
A．a(chǎn) uniformed policeman B．a(chǎn) policeman in plainclothes
C．not a
policeman
D．a(chǎn) good joker
3.The court never asked the author's English teacher
to give evidence because _______．
A．the time for the trial
was limited to fifteen minutes only
B．the author wanted to
conduct his own defense in court
C．the case was dismissed
before the trial reached that stage
D．he was found to be
unqualified as a character witness
4.The author believes that he would most probably have
been declared guilty if _______．
A．the magistrate had been
less gentle
B．he had really been out of
work
C．he had been born in a
lower—class family
D．both B and C
5.In the opinion of one of the policeman who had
arrested the author, the whole thing might not have occurred if ______．
A．he had protested strongly
at the time
B．he had begged to be
allowed to go home
C．he hadn't wandered
aimlessly
D．he had tried to look cool
6.We can see from the passage that the author ______．
A．has broken the law only
once
B．has never broken the law
C．has broken the law on
more than one occasion
D．once broke the law
without knowing it
