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Mr. Black worked in an office in London, but he lived in the country and came to work by train every day. The station was not far from his office, and Mr. Black always walked from his office to the station in the evening, because he liked walking. He always went along the street. Every evening he passed a poor man there. The man sat at the side of the road and sold matches, and there was always an old dog near him. There was a piece of paper around the dog' s neck, and the words I AM BLIND were on the paper.

　　Mr. Black was a kind man. He always stopped and said some kind words to the poor man and gave him a little money, but he did not take any of his matches.

　　One day Mr. Black had a lot of work in his office and was very late. He said, “My train always leaves at five past six, and it is ten to six now. I'm not going to talk to the poor man today, and I' m not going to give him any money.” He came to the man and his dog, but he did not stop and did not say anything. He walked quickly to the station. But the poor man stood up quickly, ran after him and said, “Why don't you give me any money today? You're always kind to me. Give me a little money today, too. I'm a poor man.”

　　Mr. Black stopped and looked at him. “You are a blind man. How did you follow me?” he said. The poor man said, “No, I'm not blind. My dog is.”

 Mr. Blake works for a company in London, but he lives in the countryside and takes the train to work every day. The station was not far from his office, and Mr Black always walked from the office to the station at night because he liked to walk. He always walked along the street. Every night he passed by a poor man. He sat on the side of the road selling matches, always with an old dog by his side. A piece of paper hung around the dog's neck that read "I am blind."  

Mr. Black is a kind man. He always stopped, said kind words to the poor man, and gave him some money, but he did not take his own matches.  

One day, There was a lot of work in Mr. Black's office, and he came back very late. "My trains always parted at 6:5 and now it's 10 points away from 6 points," he said. I'm not going to talk to that poor guy today, and I'm not going to give him money. He walked toward the man and his dog, but he didn't stop and said nothing. He walked briskly toward the station. The poor man hurried up and chased after him, "Why don't you give me money today?" Give me a little money today, too. I'm a poor man. ” 

Mr. Black stopped to look at him. "You're blind. How did you track me? He said. The poor man said, "No, I am not blind. My dog is. ”