Spice Girl Wins Best in Show
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In 2002, a miniature poodle was awarded the title of “Best-in-Show” at the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. Surrey Spice Girl, who also responded to the name Spice, won America’s most prestigious dog show by beating out 2,500 other dogs. She became the first miniature poodle to win at Westminster since 1959. Spice was only the third miniature poodle to win the competition since the start of the dog show in 1907. By comparison, the most successful dog group is the terrier, winning the competition more than forty times. While some in the audience seemed surprised at her win, Surrey Spice Girl proved herself to the judge and pranced off as America’s top dog.

A terrier named Mick competed against Surrey Spice Girl at the 126th annual Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. The terrier was considered the favorite to win. Based on the information in the article, why do you think people expected the terrier to win?

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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