One day,Mr.brown look out of his window,there was a boy at a

The boy had a strange,weary look about him.He was only wearing a T-shirt,even in this horrible chilly winter weather.His dark brown eyes stared at him,somewhat longingly.Trying to divert his attention from him,Mr.Brown bent over and resumed to make his daily cup of tea.But as he watched the water begin to boil,listening to the sound of the bubbles.,he heard a faint knock on his wooden door.Strange,he thought.Noone had ever come to visit him since last autumn.With great difficulty,he grabbed his walking stick and slowly paced over to the door,unclocking the many padlocks he had attached to secure it.Opening it,he wsa the same boy crouched by his door.He scrutinised.He was wearing nothing but a torn T-shirt and a pair of old jeans,even in this chilly winter weather.
"Good day,Mr.Brown.Could I please have a cup of water to drink?" His weak voice cried in desperation.
Mr Brown was astonished and touched.
"Come in,my dear boy!" He said.
再问： 不是这个 啊，是一个小男孩吃面包，耍了一只小狗，打了他一下，然后布朗先生问他要不要一先令，他说要，布朗先生打了他一下，说小狗也没有惹他，他却打了小狗一下