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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris: inordinately happy, sublimely gay. Nothing short of actual
tragedy could have marred the joy of that day.
But after they were done eating, and Blix had put away the forks
and spoons, and while Condy was stretched upon his back smoking a
cigar, she said to him:
"Now, Condy, what do you say to a little game of cards with me?"
The cigar dropped from Condy's lips, and he sat suddenly upright,
brushing the fallen leaves from his hair. Blix had taken a deck
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