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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from To-morrow by Joseph Conrad: Hagberd, in his canvas suit, leaned on a spade. He
dug every day in his front plot. He turned it over
and over several times every year, but was not go-
ing to plant anything "just at present."
To Bessie Carvil he would state more explicitly:
"Not till our Harry comes home to-morrow." And
she had heard this formula of hope so often that it
only awakened the vaguest pity in her heart for
that hopeful old man.
Everything was put off in that way, and every-
thing was being prepared likewise for to-morrow.
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