The fiddlers began arriving as early as 10:30 in the morning. While they knew and respected one another, to say that they liked one another, especially at a contest with this much money at stake, would be taking it too far. The Sligo Fiddle Fest was the premier event of the year. Winning at
Sligo meant a fat wad of money in the winner's pocket, and more. Record contracts and the likelihood of getting as much work as anybody could
want for the coming year.
Tom Sargeant had won at Sligo more than anyone else, but he'd gone over five years without a victory. It wasn't that he was losing his touch;
it was more a matter of others getting more competitive. Simply put, Tom had been too much of an inspiration. No good deed goes unpunished.
Ben Carpenter was warming up in the parking lot. Two years ago, as a fourteen year old, he'd made his first appearance at Sligo and made it
all the way to the finals. Last year, much improved, he'd come in third in what was probably the best field ever assembled at any fiddle festival in
the southeast. People were anxious to hear how much he'd improved.
Dan Wheeler was the exception. He was hobbling around, back-slapping and glad-handing everyone as they entered the grounds. Dan had
won once several years ago, and now he was content to make the finals most of the time. He was more a dance fiddler than a contest fiddler.
Which is the point of view of the passage?
1. third person limited
2. third person omniscient
3. second person
O 4. first person

Idk

Explanation: nothing

read this excerpt from “incidents in the life of a slave girl.”

i went about my evening work with trembling steps. mr. flint twice called from his chamber door to inquire why the house was not locked up. i replied that i had not done my work. "you have had time enough to do it," said he. "take care how you answer me! "

i shut all the windows, locked all the doors, and went up to the third story, to wait till midnight. how long those hours seemed, and how fervently i prayed that god would not forsake me in this hour of utmost need! i was about to risk everything on the throw of a die; and if i failed, o what would become of me and my poor children? they would be made to suffer for my fault.

at half past twelve i stole softly down stairs. i stopped on the second floor, thinking i heard a noise. i felt my way down into the parlor, and looked out of the window. the night was so intensely dark that i could see nothing. i raised the window very softly and jumped out. large drops of rain were falling, and the darkness bewildered me. i dropped on my knees, and breathed a short prayer to god for guidance and protection. i groped my way to the road, and rushed towards the town with almost lightning speed.

what is the main idea of this excerpt?

harriet worked for a man called mr. flint who became very impatient when she did not finish her work.

harriet waited until after midnight to run down the stairs and jump out of a window into the rain.

harriet was a frightened young girl who found the faith and courage to leave her home for an unknown life.

harriet felt very nervous about running away because she did not like being alone in the darkness.

explanation:

just say it's your friend did it and you had no idea?