一篇英语阅读，求出处

I was walking along the main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking for somewhere to make phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to find contact the AA. Low grey clouds were grthering across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea which nearly threw me off my feet every time I crossed one of the side streets. It had rained in the night and water was drippung from the bare trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.
There was no sign of a call box, not was there anyone at that early hour whom I could ask. I had thought I might find a shop open selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his rounds, but the town was completely dead. The only living thing I saw was a thin frightened cat outside a small restaurant.
Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly need a coat of paint. I hurried fotward, but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside. He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastiv raincoat. I could not see his face and he did not even raise his head at the sound of mu footsteps .
Discreetly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my tirn. It was when I threw the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickled frow under the call box door.

这是昨天做到的一篇阅读，觉得蛮有意思的，想找一下出处，网上搜的结果是a detective story ,作者据说是KEITH .H(真的么），搜了这个人但是信息很少，希望能有他的简介，然后最好有完整的文章，O(∩_∩)O谢谢

I was walking along the deserted main street of a small seaside town in the north of England looking
somewhere to make a phone call. My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to get in
touch with the Automobile Association .Low gray clouds were drifting across the sky and there was
a cold damp wind blowing off the sea. It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare
trees that lined the street. I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat.
I could see no call box, nor was there anyone at that early hour I could ask. I had thought I might
find a shop selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his job, but the town was completely dead.
Then suddenly I found what I was looking for. There was a small post office, and almost hidden
from sight in a dark narrow street next to it was the town's only public call box, which badly needed
a coat of paint, I hurried forward but stopped in astonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that
there was a man inside. He was very fat, and was wearing a cheap blue plastic raincoat and rubber
boots. I could not see his face - he was bending forward over the phone with his back pressed against
the glass and didn't even raise his head at the sound of my coming nearer and nearer. Carefully and
surprisedly, I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turn. It was when I threw
the dead match on the ground that I noticed something bright red trickling from under the call box door

广东省2012届高三英语二轮复习专题训练:阅读理解

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