The people's activities ebbed
manifested
The revel now gradually broke up. The old farmers gathered together
their families in their wagons, and were heard for some time rattling
along the hollow roads and over the distant hills. Some of the damsels
mounted on pillions behind their favorite swains, and their lighthearted
laughter, mingling with the clatter of hoofs, echoed along the silent
woodlands, sounding fainter and fainter until they gradually died away,
and the late scene of noise and frolic was all silent and deserted. Ichabod
only lingered behind, according to the custom of country lovers, to have
a tête-à-tête with the heiress, fully convinced that he was now on the
high road to success.
fluctuated
oscillated

Which analysis best explains the effect of adding the female character in the film adaptation of the scene? ger. and tom al a o she advances the plot. having her run through the jungle moves the events of the story along. she serves a practical function. using her bracelet to create the trap makes it more realistic to the audience she raises the stakes. giving the audience someone else to care about increases the suspense level, she makes the film prettier. having a beautiful female character is mostly decorative, creating a nice visual, tness, here, again

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream

How does a wilted rose represent dark romanticism