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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: "What?" she asked timidly.
"The pines," he answered.
She looked, and saw the island, and the water folding it with
ripples and with smooth spaces The sun was throwing upon the pine
boughs a light of deepening red gold, and the shadow of the
fishing rock lay over a little bay of quiet water and sandy
shore. In this forerunning glow of the sunset, the pasture spread
like emerald; for the dry touch of summer had not yet come near
it. He pointed upward to the high mountains which they had
approached, and showed her where the stream led into their first
unfoldings.
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