I walked along the sea for about an hour until I began to feel hungry. It was seven. By that time, I was not far from a favourite restaurant of mine, where I often went to eat two or three times a week. I knew the owner well.
I went into the restaurant, which was already crowded (拥挤的), and ordered my meal. While I was waiting, I looked 1 to see if I knew anyone in the restaurant. Then I saw a man sitting at a corner table near the door keeping looking in my direction (方向), as if he knew me. I certainly didn' t know him, for I never forgot a face. The man had a newspaper open in front of him. But I could see that he was keeping an 2 on me. When the waiter brought my soup, the man was 3 puzzled (迷惑) by the familiar (熟悉) way that the waiter and I called each other. He became even more puzzled as time went on. He could see that I was well 4 in the restaurant. At last he got up and went into the kitchen. After a few minutes he came out again, 5 for his meal and left.
When I had finished, I called the owner of the restaurant over and asked him 6 the man had wanted. The owner told me he was a detective (侦探).
"Really? " I was 7 .
"He was certainly interested in me. But why? " I asked.
"He followed you here because he thought you were a man he was looking 8 , " the owner said. "When he came into the kitchen, he showed me a 9 of the wanted man. He certainly looked like you! Of course, since we know you here, I told him that he had made a mistake. "
It's 10 I came to a restaurant where I am known, or I might have been arrested!