<p class="ql-block">Miss Brill taught some English pupils and Sunday afternoon. She also read the newspaper for an old man four afternoons a week while he slept in the garden.She also had a habit of going to the park every Sunday afternoon.The band played all the year round on Sundays .She liked sitting on the bench and watching the people around her.</p> <p class="ql-block">This Sunday only two people shared her “special”seat.They didn't speak.This was disappointing， for Miss Brill always looked forward to the conversations.Fortunately there was always the crowd to watch. This Sunday she had a special feeling.It was like a play and they were all on the stage.They were not only the audience，but they were acting. She was part of the performance. That was why she started from home at just the same time each week so as not to be late for the performance.</p> <p class="ql-block">Just at that moment a boy and a girl came and sat down where the old couple had been. They regarded Miss Brill as the stupid old thing.They said no one wanted her silly old mug and her fur was likea fried whiting，although it was carefully chose for this Sunday. Miss Brill was very unhappy and angry.It was a blow to her.So she returned home. She went into the little dark room and sat down on the red eiderdown for a long time ，with tears coming down her face.</p>