Read the excerpt from "Atalanta, the Fleet-Footed Huntress." With the warriors from the south came Atalanta, armed with bow and arrows and a long hunting spear.

“My daughters are having a game of ball in the garden,” said the king to the huntress. “Would you like to put away your arrows and your spear and go play with them?” Atalanta shook her head and lifted her chin in disdain.

“Perhaps you would rather stay with the queen, and look at the women spin and weave,” said the king.

“No,” answered Atalanta. “I am going with the warriors to hunt the wild boar in the forest.”

The men gasped. They had never heard of such a thing as a girl going out with heroes to hunt wild boars. “If she goes, then I will not,” muttered one. “Nor will I,” said another, a little more loudly. “Why, the whole world would laugh at us, and we should never hear the end of it.” “Nor will I,” exclaimed a third. “The hunt is for heroes, not for girls.”

Many of the men guffawed and hooted at the young huntress. But Atalanta only grasped her spear more firmly and stood tall and straight in the gateway of the palace.

Which detail best supports the inference that Atalanta struggles to overcome gender stereotypes?

"Atalanta shook her head and lifted her chin in disdain."

“But Atalanta only grasped her spear more firmly and stood tall and straight in the gateway of the palace."

“'The hunt is for heroes, not for girls.'”

"With the warriors from the south came Atalanta, armed with bow and arrows and a long hunting spear."

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there on the beach was a struggling turtle.   around its bright green neck was a loop of soda can rings.   in order to the planet, i have made a few changes to my life.   the first change is reducing the number of straws used. the second change was to recycle.   finally, i have worked hard to clean up litter.   it is important to clean our ocean.

you may not think straws have a large impact but they do.   imagine for every straw you sip out of a poor, , adorable turtle is being harmed.   one way i chipped in to is by using metal straws.   these straws are reusable and inexpensive.   another change is simply turning down straws.   by refusing a straw, i’m the turtles one drink at a time.  

however, the ocean just doesn't have turtles.   there are lots of creatures that live there and are harmed by all the litter.   to prevent litter from growing it’s important to recycle.   for me, i have started to buy most goods that are made out of recycled material.   pura vidas, chacos, purses, and too many other items to even count.   plus, when you buy those products they give money to charities.   not only am i the environment, but i’m also feeling better about my self.   finally, i have worked hard to clean up litter.   it is important to clean our ocean.

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it was surely an odd creature that one made up by reading the historians first and the poets afterwards a worm winged like an eagle; the spirit of life and elegance and charm,   in a kitchen chopping up suet. but these creatures, monst'r however entertaining to the imagination, hast no existence in fact. what one might doth to bringeth h'r to life wast to bethink poetically and prosaically at one and the same moment,   thus keeping in toucheth with fact—that the lady is mrs martin, ag'd thirty-six, did dress in blue, wearing a black coxcomb and brown shoeth; but not losing sight of fiction eith'r—that the lady is a vessel in which all s'rts of spirits and f'rces art coursing and flashing p'rpetually. the moment, howev'r, yond one tries this method with the elizabethan mistress, one brancheth of illumination fails; one is did hold up by the scarcity of facts.   one knoweth nothing detailed, nothing p'rfectly true and substantial about h'r.   hist'ry scarcely mentions h'r.   and i did turn to professeth'r trevelyan again to seeth what hist'ry meanteth to that gent.   i hath found by looking at his chapt'r headings yond t meanteth.