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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: a woman knelt - and the man's hand stroked and stroked the thin
gray hair on the woman' s head.
And Rhoda Gray turned away. And out in the street her face was
lifted and she looked upward, and there were myriad stars. And
there seemed a beauty in them that she had never seen before, and
a great, comforting serenity. And they seemed to promise something
- that through the window of that stark and evil garret to which
she was going now, they would keep her dreaded vigil with her until
morning came again.
XIV. THE LAME MAN
Another night - another day! And the night again had been without
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