Which excerpt from “the scarlet ibis” most foreshadows that the narrator will feel regret for something he has done to doodle? but sometimes (like right now), as i sit in the cool, green-draped parlor, the grindstone begins to turn, and time with all its changes is ground away—and i remember doodle. doodle was my brother and he was going to cling to me forever, no matter what i did, so i dragged him across the burning cotton field to share with him the only beauty i knew, old woman swamp. there is within me (and with sadness i have watched it in others) a knot of cruelty borne by the stream of love, much as our blood sometimes bears the seed of our destruction, and at times i was mean to doodle. once i had succeeded in teaching doodle to walk, i began to believe in my own infallibility and i prepared a terrific development program for him, unknown to mama and daddy, of course.