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Rufina [12.5K]
3 years ago
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Where is the punctuation error in the following sentence? After turning off the water,(1) pulling the shades,(2) and locking the

doors(3) they went on their vacation.(4) A. 1 B. 2 C. 3 D. 4
English
1 answer:
denis23 [38]3 years ago
5 0
B, as there is no point in a comma there. There is already an and in the sentence which is a conjunction.
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