| For the people who have never traveled
across the Atlantic the voyage is a fantasy. But for the people who cross it
frequently one crossing of the Atlantic is very much like another, and they do
not make the voyage for the{{U}} (1) {{/U}}of its interest. Most of us
are quite happy when we feel{{U}} (2) {{/U}}to go to bed and pleased
when the journey{{U}} (3) {{/U}}On the first night this time I felt
especially lazy and went to bed{{U}} (4) {{/U}}earlier than usual. When
I{{U}} (5) {{/U}}my cabin, I was surprised{{U}} (6) {{/U}}that I
was to have a companion during my trip, which made me feel a little unhappy. I
had expected{{U}} (7) {{/U}}but there was a suitcase{{U}} (8)
{{/U}}mine in the opposite corner. I wondered who he could be and what he
would be like. Soon afterwards he came in. He was the sort of man you might
meet{{U}} (9) {{/U}}，except that he was wearing{{U}} (10)
{{/U}}good clothes that I made up my mind that we would not{{U}} (11)
{{/U}}whoever he was and did not say{{U}} (12) {{/U}}.As I had
expected, he did not talk to me either but went to bed immediately. I suppose I slept for several hours because when I woke up it was already the middle of the night. I felt cold but covered{{U}} (13) {{/U}}as well as I could and tries to go back to sleep. Then I realized that a{{U}} (14) {{/U}}was coming from the window opposite. I thought perhaps I had forgotten{{U}} (15) {{/U}}the door, so I got up{{U}} (16) {{/U}}the door but found it already locked from the inside. The cold air was coming from the window opposite. I crossed the room and{{U}} (17) {{/U}}the moon shone through it on to the other bed.{{U}} (18) {{/U}}there. It took me a minute or two to{{U}} (19) {{/U}}the door myself. I realized that my companion{{U}} (20) {{/U}}through the window into the sea. |