سطح فوق پیشرفته 2(CPE)- C2 High

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مرحله نهایی آزمون: سطح C2 High

1. The buffalo is one of the most …… grass-eating animals in the world, thus it is more …… to raise than cattle.
a) beneficiary – economic
b) beneficiary – economical
c) beneficial – economic
d) beneficial – economical

2. Negotiators aren’t holding …… much hope of a peaceful settlement.
a) in
b) of
c) up
d) out

3. My company has just spent two million dollars, …… a world-famous artist to paint a huge mural for the main entrance foyer.
a) asking
b) commissioning
c) consulting
d) ordering

4. I borrowed a ……bike and went into town in the lunch break.
a) friend of mine’s
b) friend of my
c) friend’s of my
d) friend’s of mine

5. …… you to change your mind about handing in your notice, we would be happy for you to stay with us.
a) Should
b) Were
c) Unless
d) If

6. In such a plight …… that we had no choice but to radio for help.
a) we ourselves found
b) we found ourselves
c) did we find ourselves
d) did we ourselves find

7. I appreciate all the efforts of my loyal staff. And ……, I would like to thank Edgar, my dear friend, for his support.
a) least but not last
b) not the last
c) not the least
d) last but not least

8. A: We’re willing to sign this deal to settle the dispute between our countries.
B: Good, …… then.
a) that’s an agree
b) we’re agreed
c) we’re agree
d) there’s an agree

9. A: He wasn’t willing to give me the loan.
B: But we’re in dire need of that money.
A: If ……, he finally relented and accepted to grant the loan on certain conditions.
a) I continue
b) you let it continue
c) you’ll let me continue
d) it’s to be continued

10. Daniel’s parents knew he had a problem when he was born.

11.Muscular dystrophy only affects the legs.

12. Daniel’s dog is called Yogi.

Read the article and choose the correct options.

We were speaking of sequestration, alluding to a recent lawsuit. It was at the close of a friendly evening in a very old mansion in the Rue de Grenelle, and each of the guests had a story to tell, which he assured us was true. Then the old Marquis de la Tour-Samuel, eighty-two years of age, rose and came forward to lean on the mantelpiece. He told the following story in his slightly quavering voice:

I, also, have witnessed a strange thing, so strange that it has been the nightmare of my life. It happened fifty-six years ago, and yet there is not a month when I do not see it again in my dreams. From that day I have borne a mark, a stamp of fear, do you understand?

Yes, for ten minutes I was a prey to terror, in such a way that ever since a constant dread has remained in my soul. Unexpected sounds chill me to the heart; objects which I can ill distinguish in the evening shadows make me long to flee. I am afraid at night.

No! I would not have owned up to such a thing before reaching my present age. But now I may tell everything. One may fear imaginary dangers at eighty-two years old. But before actual danger I have never turned back, mesdames.

That affair so upset my mind, filled me with such a deep, mysterious unrest that I never could tell it. I kept it in that inmost part, that corner where we conceal our sad, our shameful secrets, all the weaknesses of our life which cannot be confessed.

I will tell you that strange happening just as it took place, with no attempt to explain it. Unless I went mad for one short hour it must be explainable, though. Yet I was not mad, and I will prove it to you. Imagine what you will. Here are the simple facts:

It was in 1827, in July. I was quartered with my regiment in Rouen. One day, as I was strolling on the quay, I came across a man I believed I recognized, though I could not place him with certainty. I instinctively went more slowly, ready to pause. The stranger saw my impulse, looked at me, and fell into my arms.

It was a friend of my younger days, of whom I had been very fond. He seemed to have become half a century older in the five years since I had seen him. His hair was white, and he stooped in his walk, as if he were exhausted. He understood my amazement and told me the story of his life. A terrible event had broken him down. He had fallen madly in love with a young girl and married her in a kind of dreamlike ecstasy. After a year of unalloyed bliss and unexhausted passion, she had died suddenly of heart disease, no doubt killed by love itself.

He had left the country on the very day of her funeral, and had come to live in his hotel at Rouen. He remained there, solitary and desperate, grief slowly mining him, so wretched that he constantly thought of suicide. ‘As I thus came across you again,’ he said, ‘I shall ask a great favor of you. I want you to go to my chateau and get some papers I urgently need. They are in the writing-desk of my room, of our room. I cannot send a servant or a lawyer, as the errand must be kept private. I want absolute silence.

‘I shall give you the key of the room, which I locked carefully myself before leaving, and the key to the writing-desk. I shall also give you a note for the gardener, who will let you in. ‘Come to breakfast with me tomorrow, and we’ll talk the matter over.’

I promised to render him that slight service. It would mean but a pleasant excursion for me, his home not being more than twenty-five miles from Rouen. I could go there in an hour on horseback. At ten o’clock the next day I was with him. We breakfasted alone together, yet he did not utter more than twenty words. He asked me to excuse him. The thought that I was going to visit the room where his happiness lay shattered, upset him, he said. Indeed, he seemed perturbed, worried, as if some mysterious struggle were taking place in his soul.

At last he explained exactly what I was to do. It was very simple. I was to take two packages of letters and some papers, locked in the first drawer on the right of the desk of which I had the key. He added: ‘I need not ask you not to glance at them.’

I was almost hurt by his words, and told him so, rather sharply. He stammered: ‘Forgive me. I suffer so much!’ And tears came to his eyes.

13. Why hasn’t the Marquis ever told the story before now?
a) he feels ashamed
b) he was too young
c) he thinks he was insane
d) his memory is poor

14. Why did the narrator’s friend ask him to go to his chateau?
a) because there was some urgent business
b) because they knew each other so well
c) because the lawyer had insisted
d) because he couldn’t ask anyone else

15. Why was the narrator offended during his breakfast with his friend?
a) because he felt as though he wasn’t trusted
b) because he felt as though he couldn’t be relied on to keep a secret
c) because the friend was not very talkative
d) because he wasn’t happy about going a long distance to the chateau