Remember that an inference is information given in a story that is not directly stated by the author, but it is still very important in order to understand a story. Place a checkmark next to each inference the reader needed to make in order to understand "The Cask of Amontillado": check mark each infrence 1.Montresor and Fortunato are wearing costumes because it is carnival time. 2.One reason Montresor is wearing a costume is to be sure no one recognizes him when he is walking back to his house with Fortunato. 3.Fortunato was a competitive person because he got jealous when he thought Luchesi was going to taste the Amontillado. 4.Montresor leads Fortunato down into the catacombs where many people were buried. 5.Montresor and Fortunato were down in the catacombs until midnight. 6.Montresor was upset because Fortunato had seriously offended him and wanted revenge. 7.No one ever found Fortunato, who Montresor buried alive down in the catacombs. 8.Montresor kept giving Fortunato wine because he knew he could not resist it and wanted Fortunato to keep following him.

Which line of dialogue best describes mrs. x’s sense of superiority over miss y at the begging of the play? a. “if you wanted to shoot me it wouldn’t be so surprising, because i stood in your way.” b. “home is the best of all, the theatre next and children—well, you wouldn’t undertake that.” c. i embroidered them myself—i can’t bear tulips, but he wants tulips on everything.” d. it’s sinful to sit here and make fun of ones husband this way when he is kind and a good little man.”

In at least one hundred words, discuss how the man with the umbrella in sorrentino’s “there’s a man in the habit of hitting me on the head with an umbrella” is an example of an extended metaphor and what central theme he conveys.

What theme is the main theme of this excerpt from the metal pig by hans christian andersen? in the garden of the grand duke's palace under the roof of one of the wings were a thousand roses bloom in winter, a little ragged boy had been sitting the whole day long. the boy might serve as a type of italy lovely and smiling and yet suffering. he was hungry and thirsty but no one gave him anything and when it became dark and they were about to close the gardens, the porter turned him out. a long time he stood musing on the bridge which crosses the arno and looking at the glittering stars that were reflected in the water which flowed between him and the wonderful marble bridge trinita. he then walked away towards the metal pig, half note down, clasped it with his arms, and, putting his mouth to the shining snout, drink deep droughts of the fresh water. close-by lay a few salad leaves into chestnuts, which register for his supper. no one was in the street but himself. it belonged only to him. he boldly seated himself on the pig's back, leaned forward so that his curly head could rest on the head of the animal, and, before he was aware, fell asleep. it was midnight. the metal pig raised himself gently, and the boy heard him say quite distinctly, hold tight little boy, for i am going to run, and way he started for most wonderful ride first they arrived at the p as the del granduca and the metal horse which bears the dukes statue made allowed