The man ignored us and pressed on steadily. “Perhaps he is transporting a poor woman to Rickett’s Circus, like Mr. Carris said,” I suggested. “She should be moved at night, when good people are safe in their beds. Now what is he doing?” The man had stopped at the corner of High and Seventh, in front of our coffeehouse. Grandfather sped up. “Sir, I protest most vehe­mently!” I lifted my skirts and ran ahead of Grandfather. An unnamed fear shot through me. My eyes filled with tears. “No, this is too much,” Grandfather called angrily. “Sir,” he shouted. “Take that away from my home. Off with you now and take your cargo, or I should call the constable.” The man turned back and looked at Grandfather, then lifted the handles of the wheelbarrow and dumped the woman on the street. “Mother!” I screamed. —Fever 1793, Laurie Halse Anderson Write a topic sentence for a paragraph that responds to this prompt: “How does this fictional account of the yellow fever epidemic help draw readers into the historical facts of the event.”

Select the correct text in the passage. in richard connell's short story "the most dangerous game," zaroffs aristocratic appearance and dignified manners mask his sinister, animalistic nature. which line from the excerpt best provides a glimpse into his true nature? rainsford's first impression was that the man was singularly handsome; his second was that there was an original, almost bizarre quality about the general's face. he was a tall man past middle age, for his hair was a vivid white; but his thick eyebrows and pointed military mustache were as black as the night from which rainsford had come. his eyes, too, were black and very bright. he had high cheekbones, a sharpcut nose, a spare, dark face-the face of a man used to giving orders, the face of an aristocrat. turning to the giant in uniform, the general made a sign. the giant put away his pistol, saluted, withdrew. "ivan is an incredibly strong fellow," remarked the general, "but he has the misfortune to be deaf and dumb. a simple fellow, but, i'm afraid, like all his race, a bit of a savage." "is he russian? " "he is a cossack," said the general, and his smile showed red lips and pointed teeth. "so am i." half apologetically general zaroff said, "we do our best to preserve the amenities of civilization here. forgive any lapses. we are well off the beaten track, you know." laughter shook the general. "how extraordinarily droll you are! " he said. "one does not expect nowadays to find a young man of the educated class, even in america, with such a naive, and, if i may say so, mid-victorian point of view. it's like finding a snuffbox in a limousine. ah, well, doubtless you