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Read the following passage and answer the questions.
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I was so homesick during my first two weeks at St. Peter's that I devised a way of getting myself sent back home. My idea was that I should all of a sudden develop an attack of acute appendicitis. When I reported my sickness to the teacher, I was sent to the Matron. I entered the room clutching my stomach on the right-hand side and staggering pathetically. 'What's the matter with you boy?' the Matron shouted. 'It hurts, Matron,' I moaned. 'Oh, it hurts so much! Just here!' 'You've been over-eating!' she barked. 'I haven't eaten a thing for days,' I lied. She began prodding my tummy violently with her fingers. I was watching her carefully, and when she hit what I guessed was the appendix place, I let out a yelp that rattled the window-panes. 'Ow! Ow! Ow!' I cried out. 'Don't, Matron, don't!' Then I slipped in the clincher. 'I've been sick all morning,' I moaned. This was the right move. Within an hour, the doctor arrived and as he examined me, I did my yelping at what I thought were the proper times. The Matron returned half an hour later and said, 'Your mother's coming to fetch you this afternoon.' I didn't answer her. I just lay there trying to look very ill, but my heart was singing all sorts of wonderful songs. As I was taken home on a ferry, I felt so wonderful to leave that dreaded school building that I very nearly forgot I was meant to be ill.
Read the following passage and answer the questions.
Passage:
I was so homesick during my first two weeks at St. Peter's that I devised a way of getting myself sent back home. My idea was that I should all of a sudden develop an attack of acute appendicitis. When I reported my sickness to the teacher, I was sent to the Matron. I entered the room clutching my stomach on the right-hand side and staggering pathetically. 'What's the matter with you boy?' the Matron shouted. 'It hurts, Matron,' I moaned. 'Oh, it hurts so much! Just here!' 'You've been over-eating!' she barked. 'I haven't eaten a thing for days,' I lied. She began prodding my tummy violently with her fingers. I was watching her carefully, and when she hit what I guessed was the appendix place, I let out a yelp that rattled the window-panes. 'Ow! Ow! Ow!' I cried out. 'Don't, Matron, don't!' Then I slipped in the clincher. 'I've been sick all morning,' I moaned. This was the right move. Within an hour, the doctor arrived and as he examined me, I did my yelping at what I thought were the proper times. The Matron returned half an hour later and said, 'Your mother's coming to fetch you this afternoon.' I didn't answer her. I just lay there trying to look very ill, but my heart was singing all sorts of wonderful songs. As I was taken home on a ferry, I felt so wonderful to leave that dreaded school building that I very nearly forgot I was meant to be ill.
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