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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: "Now go to bed," she murmured, lying quite still under his
fingers and his love.
"Will you sleep?" he asked.
"Yes, I think so."
"You feel better, my Little, don't you?"
"Yes," she said, like a fretful, half-soothed child.
Still the days and the weeks went by. He hardly ever went to see
Clara now. But he wandered restlessly from one person to another
for some help, and there was none anywhere. Miriam had written
to him tenderly. He went to see her. Her heart was very sore
when she saw him, white, gaunt, with his eyes dark and bewildered.
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