Read the excerpt below and answer the question. the wine sparkled in his eyes and the bells jingled. my own fancy grew warm with the medoc. we had passed through long walls of piled skeletons, with casks and puncheons intermingling, into the inmost recesses of the catacombs. i paused again, and this time i made bold to seize fortunato by an arm above the elbow. the diction in this excerpt creates a mood of a. liveliness and joy b. silence and peace c. danger and dread d. anger and hostility

Drag each label to the correct location. each label can be used more than once. based on this excerpt from f. scott fitzgerald's "bernice bobs her hair," match each character with the type of character element he or she represents. "you may as well stop making a fool of yourself over warren mcintyre. he doesn't care a snap of his fingers about you." for a tense moment they regarded each other—marjorie scornful, aloof; bernice astounded, half-angry, half-afraid. then two cars drove up in front of the house and there was a riotous honking. both of them gasped faintly, turned, and side by side hurried out. all through the bridge party bernice strove in vain to master arising uneasiness. she had offended marjorie, the sphinx of sphinxes. with the most wholesome and innocent intentions in the world she had stolen marjorie's property. she felt suddenly and horribly guilty. after the bridge game, when they sat in an informal circle and the conversation became general, the storm gradually broke. little otis ormonde inadvertently precipitated it. "when you going back to kindergarten, otis? " some one had asked. "me? day bernice gets her hair bobbed." "then your education's over," said marjorie quickly. "that's only a bluff of hers. i should think you'd have realized." "that a fact? " demanded otis, giving bernice a reproachful glance. "there's a lot of bluffs in the world," continued marjorie quite pleasantly. "i should think you'd be young enough to know that, otis." "well," said otis, "maybe so. but gee! with a line like bernice's—" "really? " yawned marjorie. "what's her latest bon mot? " no one seemed to know. in fact, bernice, having trifled with her muse's beau, had said nothing memorable of late. "was that really all a line? " asked roberta curiously. bernice hesitated. she felt that wit in some form was demanded of her, but under her cousin's suddenly frigid eyes she was completely incapacitated.

Read the selection below and answer the question. an open boat by alfred noyes o, what is that whimpering there in the darkness? 

 'let him lie in my arms. he is breathing, i know.
 look. i'll wrap all my hair round his neck' – the sea's rising,
 the boat must be lightened. he's dead. he must go.' 


 see - quick - by that flash, where the bitter foam tosses, 
 the cloud of white faces, in the black open boat, 
 and the wild pleading woman that clasps her dead lover 
 and wraps her loose hair round his breast and his throat.
 'come, lady, he's dead.' - 'no, i feel his heart beating,
 he's living, i know. but he's numbed with the cold. 
 see, i'm wrapping my hair all around him to warm him.' -
- 'no. we can't keep the dead, dear. come, loosen your hold.

 'come. loosen your fingers.' - 'o god, let me keep him! ' -
 o, hide it, black night! let the winds have their way! 
 and there are no voices or ghosts from that darkness, 
 to fret the bare seas at the breaking of day. the shift in the poem’s rhythm in the last stanza signifies a resolution to the conflict that the poem is a sonnet the speaker’s confusion an irregular rhyme scheme

What is another word for opinion in a persuasive argument