by Saki
The forest lands of Gradwitz were of wide extent and well stocked with game; the narrow strip of precipitous woodland that lay on its outskirt was not remarkable for the game it harboured or the shooting it afforded, but it was the most jealously guarded of all its owner's territorial possessions. A famous law suit, in the days of his grandfather, had wrested it from the illegal possession of a neighbouring family of petty landowners; the dispossessed party had never acquiesced in the judgment of the Courts, and a long series of poaching affrays and similar scandals had embittered the relationships between the families for three generations. The neighbour feud had grown into a personal one since Ulrich had come to be head of his family; if there was a man in the world whom he detested and wished ill to it was Georg Znaeym, the inheritor of the quarrel and the tireless game-snatcher and raider of the disputed border-forest. The feud might, perhaps, have died down or been compromised if the personal ill-will of the two men had not stood in the way; as boys they had thirsted for one another's blood, as men each prayed that misfortune might fall on the other, and this wind-scourged winter night Ulrich had banded together his foresters to watch the dark forest, not in quest of four-footed quarry, but to keep a look-out for the prowling thieves whom he suspected of being afoot from across the land boundary. The roebuck, which usually kept in the sheltered hollows during a storm-wind, were running like driven things to-night, and there was movement and unrest among the creatures that were wont to sleep through the dark hours. Assuredly there was a disturbing element in the forest, and Ulrich could guess the quarter from whence it came.
He strayed away by himself from the watchers whom he had placed in ambush on the crest of the hill, and wandered far down the steep slopes amid the wild tangle of undergrowth, peering through the tree trunks and listening through the whistling and skirling of the wind and the restless beating of the branches for sight and sound of the marauders. If only on this wild night, in this dark, lone spot, he might come across Georg Znaeym, man to man, with none to witness-that was the wish that was uppermost in his thoughts. And as he stepped round the trunk of a huge beech he came face to face with the man he sought.
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How does the author's shift in point of view create surprise?
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The author gives the background of the quarrel as an omniscient observer but then shifts to Ulrich's point of view, limiting what the reader knows of Georg's movements.
The author provides the background of the quarrel as one intimately familiar with
• Ulrich's point of view but then pauses to consider that Georg's view might be correct.
The author gives a limited account of the actions of both Ulrich and Georg, leaving the reader guessing about their motivations and movements.
The author offers his own running commentary on the quarrel between Ulrich
• and Georg, hinting that the reader may arrive at a perspective beyond either man's point of view.
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The correct answer is:
The author gives the background of the quarrel as an omniscient observer but then shifts to Ulrich's point of view, limiting what the reader knows of Georg's movements.
This choice highlights how the narrative perspective changes; it starts with a broader context of their feud, then focuses on Ulrich's personal thoughts and feelings, creating a sense of surprise when he unexpectedly encounters Georg.
