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ludmilkaskok [199]
3 years ago
5

WHOEVER ANSWERS CORRECTLY GETS COUNTED AS THE BRAINLIEST (I’m pretty sure I spelled that wrong but idc)Individuals can also have

a universe of obligation (or circle of responsibility), consisting of the
people for whose safety and well-being they feel responsible. What do we learn about Boo
Radley's universe of obligation in this chapter? Do his actions in this chapter reveal him to be
similar to or different from the person Scout and Jem think he is?

NEED ANSWER ASAP. THIS IS FROM TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD.
English
1 answer:
Lina20 [59]3 years ago
3 0
Assuming this is when they first meet, Boo is different from what they think because he is not the mean dangerous man he is rumored to be but rather kind and sweet.
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