Which line best develops the setting of "the cremation of sam mcgee"? and that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow, and the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe, he turned to me, and "cap," says he, "i'll cash in this trip, i guess; and if i do, i'm asking that you won't refuse my last request." well, he seemed so low that i couldn't say no; then he says with a sort of moan, "it's the cursed cold, and it's got right hold till i'm chilled clean through to the bone. yet 'tain't being dead—it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains; so i want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."