Which excerpt from “The Scarlet Ibis” most foreshadows Doodle’s death?

“It looks tired,” Daddy added. “Or maybe sick.”
Doodle’s hands were clasped at his throat, and I had never seen him stand still so long.
How many miles it had traveled to die like this, in our yard, beneath the bleeding tree.
“Dead birds is bad luck,” said Aunt Nicey, poking her head from the kitchen door. “Specially red dead birds!”