To me, the sentence from the novel that best reflects the story's Gothic nature is D. I threw myself into the chaise that was to convey me away, and indulged in the most melancholy reflections (22). Gothic was all about seclusion and darkness and mysticism.
. . . [T]he rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open . . . (42).
