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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of
quivering luminosity--of the Taschhorn and Dom. The sky was
cloudless, effulgent blue.
Capes sat watching and admiring her, and then he fell praising
the day and fortune and their love for each other.
"Here we are," he said, "shining through each other like light
through a stained-glass window. With this air in our blood, this
sunlight soaking us. . . . Life is so good. Can it ever be so
good again?"
Ann Veronica put out a firm hand and squeezed his arm. "It's
very good," she said. "It's glorious good!"
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