During a particularly rigorous winter, it was not unusual for the water to freeze in
the basin in the night; to be able to sleep i was obliged to pile all my clothes on the
bedcovers. in the same room i prepared my meals with the aid of an alcohol lamp
and a few kitchen utensils. these meals were often reduced to bread with a cup of
chocolate, eggs or fruit.
which of the following details from the historical fiction piece "marie curie and the
discovery of radioactivity" supports marie's factual statement?
a. when marie arrived in paris in 1891, she studied physics at the greatest
university in europe, the sorbonne. but how poor she was!
b. when she was growing up in russian-occupied poland, even to study science
was forbidden.
c. a moment later, people passing by the school of physics and chemistry were
treated to a sight not often seen on the fashionable streets of paris in the early
1900s: a bareheaded young woman in a laboratory smock, ripping eagerly into
the pile of heavy sacks and burying her hands in dirt?
d. no one, the curies included, had ever seen this element. still, the husband-and-
wife team had given it a name: radium.

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.