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Read the excerpt from the strange case of dr. jekyll and mr. hyde. from that time forward, mr. utterson began to haunt the door in the by-street of shops. in the morning before office hours, at noon when business was plenty, and time scarce, at night under the face of the fogged city moon, by all lights and at all hours of solitude or concourse, the lawyer was to be found on his chosen post. "if he be mr. hyde,” he had thought, "i shall be mr. seek.” how is mr. utterson characterized in the excerpt? as mysterious as depressed as determined as generous

Select the correct answer which sentence from nathaniel hawthorne's short story "dr. heidegger's experiments success that dr heklegger's character represents wisdom and a. b. 6. "my poor sylvia's roser ejaculated dr heidegger, holding it in the light of the sunset clouds. " appears to be facing again "i love it as well thus, as in its dewy freshness otserved ne, pressing the withered rose to his withered lipe "yes, friends, ye are old again." said dr heidegger, "and for the water of youth is alt lavished on the ground "if the fountain gushed at my very doorstep, i would not stoop to bathe my tips in it, no, though its deficium were for years instead of moments d. reset next

Read the selection below and answer the question. an open boat by alfred noyes o, what is that whimpering there in the darkness? 

 'let him lie in my arms. he is breathing, i know.
 look. i'll wrap all my hair round his neck' – the sea's rising,
 the boat must be lightened. he's dead. he must go.' 


 see - quick - by that flash, where the bitter foam tosses, 
 the cloud of white faces, in the black open boat, 
 and the wild pleading woman that clasps her dead lover 
 and wraps her loose hair round his breast and his throat.
 'come, lady, he's dead.' - 'no, i feel his heart beating,
 he's living, i know. but he's numbed with the cold. 
 see, i'm wrapping my hair all around him to warm him.' -
- 'no. we can't keep the dead, dear. come, loosen your hold.

 'come. loosen your fingers.' - 'o god, let me keep him! ' -
 o, hide it, black night! let the winds have their way! 
 and there are no voices or ghosts from that darkness, 
 to fret the bare seas at the breaking of day. the rhyme scheme of "an open boat" is abcb abab abba aabc