Which two parts of this excerpt from F. Scott Fitzgerald's "Winter Dreams" helps build anticipation in the story?Dexter put on his bathing-suit and swam out to the farthest raft, where he stretched dripping on the wet canvas of the springboard.There was a fish jumping and a star shining and the lights around the lake were gleaming. Over on a dark peninsula a piano was playing the songs of last summer and of summers before that—songs from "Chin-Chin" and "The Count of Luxemburg" and "The Chocolate Soldier"—and because the sound of a piano over a stretch of water had always seemed beautiful to Dexter he lay perfectly quiet and listened.The tune the piano was playing at that moment had been gay and new five years before when Dexter was a sophomore at college. They had played it at a prom once when he could not afford the luxury of proms, and he had stood outside the gymnasium and listened. The sound of the tune precipitated in him a sort of ecstasy and it was with that ecstasy he viewed what happened to him now. It was a mood of intense appreciation, a sense that, for once, he was magnificently attune to life and that everything about him was radiating a brightness and a glamour he might never know again.

Which three parts of this excerpt from F. Scott Fitzgerald's "Winter Dreams" reflect Dexter’s final disillusionment?When, in a few minutes, Devlin went he lay down on his lounge and looked out the window at the New York sky-line into which the sun was sinking in dull lovely shades of pink and gold.He had thought that having nothing else to lose he was invulnerable at last—but he knew that he had just lost something more, as surely as if he had married Judy Jones and seen her fade away before his eyes. The dream was gone. Something had been taken from him. In a sort of panic he pushed the palms of his hands into his eyes and tried to bring up a picture of the waters lapping on Sherry Island and the moonlit veranda, and gingham on the golf-links and the dry sun and the gold color of her neck's soft down. And her mouth damp to his kisses and her eyes plaintive with melancholy and her freshness like new fine linen in the morning.

What does this excerpt from the beginning of F. Scott Fitzgerald's short story "Winter Dreams" tell readers about Dexter's motivations as a character?He became a golf champion and defeated Mr. T. A. Hedrick in a marvellous match played a hundred times over the fairways of his imagination, a match each detail of which he changed about untiringly—sometimes he won with almost laughable ease, sometimes he came up magnificently from behind. Again, stepping from a Pierce-Arrow automobile, like Mr. Mortimer Jones, he strolled frigidly into the lounge of the Sherry Island Golf Club—or perhaps, surrounded by an admiring crowd, he gave an exhibition of fancy diving from the spring-board of the club raft. . . . Among those who watched him in open-mouthed wonder was Mr. Mortimer Jones. A. Dexter dreams of upstaging Mortimer Jones at golf and gaining his admiration. B. Dexter dreams of becoming a champion golfer and buying an expensive automobile with the winnings. C. Dexter dreams of being admitted into high society and gaining its admiration. D. Dexter dreams of befriending Mortimer Jones so he can convince him to give him a job. E. Dexter dreams of impressing Mortimer Jones so he can borrow his automobile.

Read the selection and answer each question.Summer Campby Allison Kerbel(1)A giggling bunch of girls, aged eight and nine, scurries as a group down the dusty, rutted path to the lake. We have messily braided hair, scabby knees, and dirty sandals and feet. We head down the hill, covered in bark chips that get in everyone’s shoes, pass through the Senior Boys’ Unit, cross a small field, and reach the edge of the lake.(2)Earlier today, between noon and three o’clock, we arrived at camp. Fathers lifted our trunks, carried them into our cabins, and set them down at the foot of our bunks. Siblings gave us wisdom gained from previous years (“Don’t eat the gruel.” “Shower at least twice a week.”) along with secret candy to hide in said trunks, and mothers kissed us good-bye.(3)Once all ten of us girls made it into our cabin, we met our counselors and C.I.T. (counselor in training) and played a name game. Then we changed into our swimsuits and trooped down to the lake to take the ever-important swim test.(4)Now that we’re here, we hang our towels on the semifinished log fence. With the dirt and grass tickling our toes, we proceed down onto the dock and pair off. One partner swims while the other counts laps. You have to swim nine laps, or eighteen lengths, to be able to go into the deeper water. (This area is desired by all because it contains the floating raft, which is fun to load with more than the ten-camper limit and try to tip over.) Most of the girls in my cabin won’t be able to do it. They probably won’t even swim five laps, the number required for the shallower area between the docks. Most of the girls are first-year campers, and they’ll end up confined to “Beginners’ Bay,” which doesn’t get any deeper than three feet or so. Not me. At age nine this is my second year of camp. I’ll make all eighteen lengths or die trying.(5)My partner, a small eight-year-old with wispy, dark brown hair and thick glasses, whispers to me that I can go first. Not a problem. My confidence is sky high and absolutely unshakable. I jump right in with a splash that wets my partner and the other girls on the dock who want to count first. Then I start to swim: one lap of breaststroke, one lap of backstroke, one lap of freestyle, and six more any way I choose, including the dog paddle or any other method of staying afloat that propels me through the water. By the time my partner whispers, “Eight,” there’s a slight burning pull in my chest. I’m glad when I swim to the other dock and back for the last time, diving underwater to cover the last yard or so.(6)I surface, tasting water in my mouth and on my lips. From my shoulders up, the sun is almost unbearably hot. The water is warm near the surface and icy farther down. I feel suspended in space, but I can feel the space, silky and barely there. The counselor nods at me, confirming my achievement.(7)The tips of my toes barely reach the gravelly bottom as I tread water. Moving into shallower depths is always a choice, but I prefer proving my endurance to the onlookers I’m sure are watching. Looking up, really looking for the first time since last year, I can see the dock, a light pine color with blue painted edges. I see the rocky shore, the land beyond it covered in pine needles and shade from the immense trees standing guard above me. Behind them I see the mountains, all around me, in fact, purply blue and majestic. The lake stretches out for miles, edged by the mountains, and the sun reflects off the water so brightly that I have to look away.(8)The birds sing their tuneless songs from the pines. The lake gurgles and splashes in endlessly breaking waves that never reach the shore, products of the motorboats I can hear in the distance, out of sight but nevertheless present. The girls on the dock call out numbers in tireless rhythm but not in order; I hear, within a few seconds, “Seven!” “Four!” “Two!”(9)I smell the pines and the water, and the sensations are home, comfort. This is where I belong.QuestionWhy did the author most likely include paragraph 2 in the autobiography?Select TWO correct answers.Responsesto explain some of the rules at the campto explain some of the rules at the campto show that the girls are away from hometo show that the girls are away from hometo explain where the summer camp is locatedto explain where the summer camp is locatedto show that the girls do not want to leave their parentsto show that the girls do not want to leave their parentsto show that the girls had similar experiences arriving at campto show that the girls had similar experiences arriving at campSkip to navigationHighlightResponse MaskingBackNext

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Read the passage and choose the correct answer.Last night, before she went to sleep, Holly read her new library book. It was a story about an exciting camping adventure in the mountains. When she finished reading, Holly closed her eyes and went to sleep.In Holly's dream that night, she woke up in a tent in the middle of a jungle. She left the tent and climbed a mountain like the person in her book. When she was climbing, she saw lots of rivers and lakes!When Holly went down the mountain in her dream, her new pet kitten, Hero, entered her bedroom. Hero was hungry. He jumped on Holly's bed to wake her up. He wanted some food! But Holly didn't wake up. She was still dreaming.When Hero jumped on Holly's bed, in her dream, an enormous crocodile jumped out from a cave in the mountain. Holly was frightened, and she woke up suddenly! But there was no crocodile on her bed. There was only a hungry Hero!The following day she told her family about her strange dream. 'In my dream, I was climbing down a mountain when Hero jumped on my bed!' she laughed. 'In my dream, I thought that hungry Hero was a hungry crocodile! I woke up, went downstairs to give Hero food, and then went back to bed. What an adventure!'Question 25:What did Holly do after reading her new library book?She closed her eyes and opened them again.She closed her eyes and went to sleep.She woke up in the middle of the night.She went to sleep and woke up again.Question 26:Where was Holly sleeping in her dream?In her houseIn a cabinIn a tentIn a buildingQuestion 27:What did she see when she was climbing in her dream?The characters in her book.A large and dark jungle.A lot of rivers and lakes.A lot of trees and flowers.Question 28:What did Hero do to wake up Holly?Jump on Holly's bed.Jump on Holly's face.Jump on Holly's tent.Jump on Holly's head.Question 29:In her dream, she thought Hero was __________.a friendly crocodilea hungry crocodilea thirsty crocodilea frightening crocodile