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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: Denver, and to that little ferret McCarren of the Explorer. Have
any of them been able to make out a case for you? No. Well,
what am I to do?"
Granice's lips began to tremble. "Why did you play me that
trick?"
"About Stell? I had to, my dear fellow: it's part of my
business. Stell IS a detective, if you come to that--every
doctor is."
The trembling of Granice's lips increased, communicating itself
in a long quiver to his facial muscles. He forced a laugh
through his dry throat. "Well--and what did he detect?"
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