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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dark Lady of the Sonnets by George Bernard Shaw: Two Gentlemen of Verona! Judas! Judas!!
THE BEEFEATER. Is he so bad as that, sir?
THE MAN. _[recovering his charity and self-possession]_ Bad? Oh no.
Human, Master Warder, human. We call one another names when we are
offended, as children do. That is all.
THE BEEFEATER. Ay, sir: words, words, words. Mere wind, sir. We
fill our bellies with the east wind, sir, as the Scripture hath it.
You cannot feed capons so.
THE MAN. A good cadence. By your leave _[He makes a note of it]._
THE BEEFEATER. What manner of thing is a cadence, sir? I have not
heard of it.
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