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Question
In the short story, To Build a Fire, which "wild idea" came into the Man's head when all seemed lost?
Options
To identify the hidden pools.
Not to share his lunch with the dog.
To set the dog free.
To kill the dog and crawl into its carcass for warmth.
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Solution
To kill the dog and crawl into its carcass for warmth.
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