The clock struck（敲）eleven at night. The whole house was quiet. Everyone was in bed except me. Under the strong light, I looked sadly before me at a huge pile of books. I was going to have my exam the next day. "When can I go to bed?" I asked myself. I didn't answer, in fact I dared not.
The clock struck 12. "Oh, dear!" I cried, "ten more books to read before I can go to bed!" We pupils are the poorest creatures in the world. Dad does not agree with me on this. He did not have to work so hard when he was a boy.
The clock struck one.1 was quite hopeless now. I forgot all I had learnt. I was too tired to go on. I did the only thing I could. I prayed（祈祷）,"Oh, God, Please help me pass the exam tomorrow. I do promise to work hard later on, Amen." My eyes were heavy, so heavy that I could hardly open them. A few minutes later, with my head on the desk, I fell asleep.
When the writer was going over his lessons, all the others in the house were_______.

A．outside	B．working in bed
C．asleep	D．laughing at him

What do you suppose happened to the writer?

A．He went to a church to pray again.

B．He failed in the exam.

C．He passed the exam by luck.

D．His teacher helped him with the exam.

The best title for the passage would be_______.

A．Going Over My Lessons

B．Working Far into the Night

C．A Slow Student

D．The Night Before the Exam