Read the following excerpt from “The Scarlet Ibis” by William Hurst and answer the question that follows. He didn’t answer, so I placed my hand on his forehead and lifted his head. Limply, he fell backwards onto the earth. He had been bleeding from the mouth, and his neck and the front of his shirt were stained a brilliant red. . . . “Doodle!” I screamed above the pounding storm and threw my body to the earth above his. For a long time, it seemed forever, I lay there crying, sheltering my fallen scarlet ibis from the heresy of rain. From Brother’s actions in this excerpt, what can you infer about his feelings for Doodle?