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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: 'Now,' said she, making herself comfortable against the end of
the house, 'go on. I will hear you out.' And then, seeing him
stand before her with so much obvious disrelish to the task, she
was suddenly overcome with laughter. Julia's laugh was a thing to
ravish lovers; she rolled her mirthful descant with the freedom
and the melody of a blackbird's song upon the river, and repeated
by the echoes of the farther bank. It seemed a thing in its own
place and a sound native to the open air. There was only one
creature who heard it without joy, and that was her unfortunate
admirer.
'Miss Hazeltine,' he said, in a voice that tottered with
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