The scowl grew blacker on his face; the indigo-circles enlarged round his eyes as the storm-rings round the midnight moon. He sprang upon me; his tri-forked thing at my heart.
I seized it; I snapped it; I dashed it; I trod it; and dragging the dark lightning-king out of my door, flung his elbowed, copper scepter after him.
But spite of my treatment, and spite of my dissuasive talk of him to my neighbors, the Lightning-rod man still dwells in the land; still travels in storm-time, and drives a brave trade with the fears of man.
it tell me to put three this is what i got
I believe she is the maid of Atticus...
Answer:
porque hay que aceptar para evita problemas con aquella persona y seria beneficioso para no aceptar la derrota porque despues nos volvemos de un mal genio entre otras cosas
Probably because sometimes you change your mind or their response makes more since
