This excerpt is from the beginning pages of a novel involving a long, exhausting, and expensive court case about an inheritance dispute. The case has lasted for several generations and been overseen by many judges, some more ethical than others. The case is about to come before the Court of Chancery, which addresses noncriminal matters. The Lord Chancellor, who sits in Lincoln's Inn Hall, oversees the Court of Chancery.,end italics,



from ,begin bold,Bleak House,end bold,



LONDON. Michaelmas Term,superscript,1,baseline, lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn-hill. Smoke lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snow-flakes—gone into mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs, undistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another's umbrellas, in a general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers have been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if the day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound interest.

Fog everywhere. Fog up the river, where it flows among green aits,superscript,2,baseline, and meadows; fog down the river, where it rolls defiled among the tiers of shipping, and the waterside pollutions of a great (and dirty) city. Fog on the Essex marshes, fog on the Kentish heights. Fog creeping into the cabooses of collier-brigs; fog lying out on the yards, and hovering in the rigging of great ships; fog drooping on the gunwales of barges and small boats. Fog in the eyes and throats of ancient Greenwich pensioners, wheezing by the firesides of their wards; fog in the stem and bowl of the afternoon pipe of the wrathful skipper, down in his close cabin; fog cruelly pinching the toes and fingers of his shivering little 'prentice boy on deck. Chance people on the bridges peeping over the parapets into a nether sky of fog, with fog all round them, as if they were up in a balloon, and hanging in the misty clouds.



(from ,begin underline,Bleak House,end underline, by Charles Dickens)



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,begin bold,,superscript,1,baseline, Michaelmas Term,end bold, a term when the court is in session during the month of November

,begin bold,,superscript,2,baseline, aits,end bold, small land masses or islands typically located in the middle of a river
Question

Which sentence ,begin emphasis,best,end emphasis, describes how the setting exemplifies the theme of corrupted justice?
Answer options with 4 options
1.

The animals and people that become stuck in the mud are similar to court cases that never conclude.
2.

When a court of law is corrupted, it resembles a dinosaur that creates fear among the entire populace.
3.

Justice provides a solid foundation for society, but injustice causes people to lose control of their actions.
4.

A corrupt court taints all who are governed by its laws just as filth and fog can infect every part of daily life.

1 answer

Option 4: A corrupt court taints all who are governed by its laws just as filth and fog can infect every part of daily life.