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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: his first dominant emotion.
"I wish, Lieutenant Chaves, next time you emigrate you'd bring
another brand of poison out to the boys. I can't go this stuff.
Just remember that, will you?"
The outlaw chief's hard eye ran over the rebels and read them
like a primer They had come to depose him certainly, to kill him
perhaps. Though this last he doubted. It wouldn't be like Neil to
plan his murder, and it wouldn't be like the others to give him
warning and meet him in the open. Warily he stood behind the
table, watching their awkward embarrassment with easy assurance.
Carefully he placed face downward on the table the Villon he had
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