Emil: guess you don't know much about the espionage act or you'd go and make a little friendly call on your uncle. when your case comes to trial—and judge lenon may be on the bench—(whistles) he's one fiend for americanism.

what best describes the effect of the word fiend in this excerpt?
it establishes the time period in which the story occurred by using language that is not typically used in today’s society.
it develops the conflict by establishing the fact that judge lenon is unforgiving when he feels that someone has been unpatriotic.
it enhances the theme of the story by suggesting that it is nearly impossible to receive a fair trial during this time period.
it characterizes judge lenon as a corrupt judge who cares more about patriotism than he cares about justice.

You are reading an informational text for english class, and you find a lot of words you don't know. your teacher says you don't need to look up all of them in the dictionary, only the ones you need to get the main point of the text. how could text features you figure out which words to look up?

Auden's musée des beaux arts" and williams's "landscape with the fall oficarus" share which common element?

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.