Question : Given here are four sentences. The first sentence is in correct order, while the rest of the sentences are jumbled. Pick the option that gives their correct order.

A. Puller sat back and closed his eyes.
B. In his mind's eye he took a trip through Fort Leavenworth, a place he had often been to in his career.
C. He opened his eyes.
D. His photographic memory clicking away, Puller kept up his mental scroll until he came to the answer.

Option 1: ABDC

Option 2: ACBD

Option 3: ADBC

Option 4: ABCD

Question : Given below are four sentences, three of which, are jumbled. Pick the option that gives the correct order.

A. To spend the waiting hours at the airport, I walked into the bookstore and bought some magazines.
B. It was Partha, an old friend.
C. I had hardly turned a few pages of a magazine when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
D. Then I found a comfortable seat and sat down to read.

Option 1: ACDB

Option 2: ABCD

Option 3: ADCB

Option 4: ACBD

Question : Given below are four sentences, three of which are jumbled. Pick the option that gives the correct order.

A. His face was very pale and there were dark areas under his eyes.
B. For a while, I sat quietly by his bed watching him from my chair.
C. But I could see that he was not following what I was reading.
D. Then I started reading aloud from Howard Pyle’s ‘Book Of Pirates.’

Option 1: ACDB

Option 2: ADBC

Option 3: ABDC

Option 4: ACBD

Question : Comprehension:
Read the following passage and answer the questions.

When Hughie came in, Trevor was giving finishing touches to a life-size picture of a beggar man. The beggar himself was standing on a raised platform in a corner of the studio. He was an old man with a wrinkled face and a most piteous expression. He was wearing a coarse cloak, all tears and tatters; his thick boots were patched and he held out his hat for alms.
“What an amazing model!” whispered Hughie. “How miserable he looks but for you heartless painters, his face is his fortune.”
“Certainly,” replied Trevor. “You don’t want a beggar to look happy, do you?’
After a while, a servant came in to announce that the frame maker wanted to see Trevor. The poor old beggar took advantage of Trevor’s absence and sat down on the wooden bench behind him. He looked so miserable that Hughie could not help pitying him. He searched his pockets but all he found was one pound. He thought the old man needed it more than him, even if it meant Hughie couldn’t afford a taxi for two weeks. He walked across to the beggar and slipped the pound into his hand.
The old man looked surprised and smiled faintly. “Thank you, sir,” he said, “thank you very much!’
Then Trevor arrived and Hughie took his leave. A week later they met at a club. Trevor told Hughie that the old model had asked all about him: who he was, where he lived, what his income was and what his plans were. Hughie was uneasy that the beggar would come calling at his place.
“Do you think he would care for some old clothes?” Hughie asked Trevor. “My dear boy, that old man you saw in the studio was Baron Hausberg, one of the richest men in Europe!” said Trevor, smiling. “He is a good friend of mine and buys all my pictures. He asked me to paint him as a beggar. What can I say about the wish of a millionaire?”

Question:
The expression on the model’s face was that of:

Option 1: misery

Option 2: scorn

Option 3: jealousy

Option 4: happiness

Question : Comprehension:
Read the following passage and answer the questions.

When Hughie came in, Trevor was giving finishing touches to a life-size picture of a beggar man. The beggar himself was standing on a raised platform in a corner of the studio. He was an old man with a wrinkled face and a most piteous expression. He was wearing a coarse cloak, all tears and tatters; his thick boots were patched and he held out his hat for alms.
“What an amazing model!” whispered Hughie. “How miserable he looks but for you heartless painters, his face is his fortune.”
“Certainly,” replied Trevor. “You don’t want a beggar to look happy, do you?’
After a while, a servant came in to announce that the frame maker wanted to see Trevor. The poor old beggar took advantage of Trevor’s absence and sat down on the wooden bench behind him. He looked so miserable that Hughie could not help pitying him. He searched his pockets but all he found was one pound. He thought the old man needed it more than him, even if it meant Hughie couldn’t afford a taxi for two weeks. He walked across to the beggar and slipped the pound into his hand.
The old man looked surprised and smiled faintly. “Thank you, sir,” he said, “thank you very much!’
Then Trevor arrived and Hughie took his leave. A week later they met at a club. Trevor told Hughie that the old model had asked all about him: who he was, where he lived, what his income was and what his plans were. Hughie was uneasy that the beggar would come calling at his place.
“Do you think he would care for some old clothes?” Hughie asked Trevor. “My dear boy, that old man you saw in the studio was Baron Hausberg, one of the richest men in Europe!” said Trevor, smiling. “He is a good friend of mine and buys all my pictures. He asked me to paint him as a beggar. What can I say about the wish of a millionaire?”

Question:
Who is Trevor?

Option 1: A beggar

Option 2: A frame maker

Option 3: An artist

Option 4: A model