Passage D
　　One day, I happened to find a wallet. I picked it up and opened it to see if I could find out the owner’s name. There was nothing inside it except some change and an old photograph——a picture of a woman. I put the photograph back and took the wallet to the police station.
　　That evening I went to have dinner with my aunt and uncle. They also invited a young woman so that there would be four people at the table. Her face was familiar. I was quite sure that we had not met before, but I could not remember where I had seen her. While talking, however, the young woman happened to mention that she had lost her wallet that afternoon. All at once I realized where I had seen her. She was the woman in the photograph, although she was now much older. She was very surprised, of course, when I was able to describe her wallet to her. Then I explained that I had recognized her from the photograph I had found in the wallet. My uncle insisted on going to the police station immediately to get the wallet. As the policeman handed it over, he said that it was amazing that I had not only found the wallet, but also the person who had lost it.