Read the excerpt from part 3 of "an occurrence at owl creek bridge."
his neck was in pain and lifting his hand to it found it horribly swollen. he knew that it had a circle of black where the rope had
bruised it. his eyes felt congested; he could no longer close them. his tongue was swollen with thirst; he relieved its fever by
thrusting it forward from between his teeth into the cold air. how softly the turf had carpeted the untraveled avenue-he could
no longer feel the roadway beneath his feet!
based on the excerpt, which is the most reasonable plot prediction?
farquhar will find someone to him.
farquhar's quest to see his family will be successful.
farquhar's escape is a fantasy or a dream.
farquhar will be pursued by the northem soldiers

the question concerns exactly this part of the speech:

i am not now thinking of the loss of property involved, immense and serious as that is, but only of the wanton and wholesale destruction of the lives of non-combatants, men, women, and children, engaged in pursuits which have always, even in the darkest periods of modern history, been deemed innocent and legitimate. property can be paid for; the lives of the peaceful and innocent people cannot be.

president wilson talks about the lives of people destroyed by german army. but these people are not americans, they are the local people living in europe. the president mentions the barbarity of germans, considering that he is not targeting the nation, instead it is said about german army. the correct answer is the last one.

they both lost a woman they loved named lenore

they believed they interracted with a talking raven

they became orphaned at a young age.

you can earn the crowns by answering others questions an being selected brainliest if your answer is the best.

good luck: )

it was surely an odd creature that one made up by reading the historians first and the poets afterwards a worm winged like an eagle; the spirit of life and elegance and charm,   in a kitchen chopping up suet. but these creatures, monst'r however entertaining to the imagination, hast no existence in fact. what one might doth to bringeth h'r to life wast to bethink poetically and prosaically at one and the same moment,   thus keeping in toucheth with fact—that the lady is mrs martin, ag'd thirty-six, did dress in blue, wearing a black coxcomb and brown shoeth; but not losing sight of fiction eith'r—that the lady is a vessel in which all s'rts of spirits and f'rces art coursing and flashing p'rpetually. the moment, howev'r, yond one tries this method with the elizabethan mistress, one brancheth of illumination fails; one is did hold up by the scarcity of facts.   one knoweth nothing detailed, nothing p'rfectly true and substantial about h'r.   hist'ry scarcely mentions h'r.   and i did turn to professeth'r trevelyan again to seeth what hist'ry meanteth to that gent.   i hath found by looking at his chapt'r headings yond t meanteth.