The author writes paragraphs 1 through 7 with a pace, using urgent questions and actions to set a mood of . "It had arrived one bracing November night, the moment Fionnuala had yearned for, yet postponed repeatedly until there were no more chances to forestall her decision. How could she leave until she could breathe a sigh of relief about her brother Eamon? How could she remain as long as Brendan waited for her, with dwindling patience, thousands of miles away?
Fionnuala’s mother spoke in the low, encouraging voice, a voice she had often used to soothe a skittish calf or colt on the farm. Yet even the soft glow of the fireside couldn’t disguise Mam’s tense expression.
“He’s here,” she said.
Padraig Slattery’s rickety heap of a cart had pulled up to the door of the cottage, and Fionnuala heard the restless snorting of the horse.
“Mam, you know I don’t feel right leaving you until Eamon is well and truly home.”
“Didn’t you see his handwriting on the envelope this very hour?” said Mam. “Eamon is homeward bound, never more to stray, so you must seize the hour and begin your own journey while there’s time. Your loyal Brendan and the offer of employment can’t wait forever.” Mam’s tone was playful, yet her eyes seemed devoid of cheer.
“Come now, Fionnuala, “ she said, affecting a smile, “America is waiting.”

Ajourney with my father adapted from my reminiscences by sir rabindranath tagore probably in order to teach me to be careful, my father placed a little small change in my charge and required me to keep an account of it. he also entrusted me with the duty of winding his valuable gold watch for him. he overlooked the risk of damage in his desire to train me to a sense of responsibility. when we went out together for our morning walk, he would ask me to give alms to any beggars we came across. but i never could render him a proper account at the end of it. one day, my balance was larger than the account warranted. "i really must make you my cashier," observed my father. "money seems to have a way of growing in your hands! " that watch of his i wound up with such indefatigable1 zeal that it had very soon to be sent to the watchmaker's in calcutta. i am reminded of the time when, later in life, i was appointed to manage the estate and had to lay before my father, owing to his failing eyesight, a statement of accounts on the second or third of every month. i had first to read out the totals under each head, and if he had any doubts on any point, he would ask for the details. if i made any attempt to slur over or keep out of sight any item which i feared he would not like, it was sure to come out. so, these first few days of the month were very anxious ones for me. as i have said, my father had the habit of keeping everything clearly before his mind—whether figures of accounts, or ceremonial arrangements, or additions or alterations to property. he had never seen the new assembly hall built at bolpur, and yet, he was familiar with every detail of it from questioning those who came to see him after a visit to bolpur. he had an extraordinary memory, and when once he got hold of a fact, it never escaped him. my father asked me to copy the favourite verses, with their translation, from the book he liked reading every day. at home, i had been a boy of no account. here, when these important functions were entrusted to me, i felt the glory of the situation. 1. tireless 7 how does the narrator support the idea that his father keeps everything clearly before his mind? a. by giving the example of his father's response when his account did not tally with the money that he had in hand b. by mentioning that his father was interested in everything that happened around him c. by giving the example of his father knowing every detail of the new assembly hall at bolpur d. by mentioning that his father had marked his favorite verses from his favorite book

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Read the opening lines of sojourner truth's speech "ain't i a woman? " well, children, where there is so much racket there must be something out of kilter. i think that 'twixt the negroes of the south and the women at the north, all talking about rights, the white men will be in a fix pretty soon. but what's all this here talking about? what tone do these lines convey?