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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Whirligigs by O. Henry: feminine suspicion, she began turning to the fly-leaves of
volume after volume. Upon each one was inscribed in
fluent characters the name of Theodore Westlake, Jr.
Octavia, fatigued by her long journey, retired early
that night. Lying upon her white, cool bed, she rested
deliciously, but sleep coquetted long with her. She
listened to faint noises whose strangeness kept her faculties
on the alert -- the fractious yelping of the coyotes, the
ceaseless, low symphony of the wind, the distant booming
of the frogs about the lake, the lamentation of a concertina
in the Mexicans' quarters. There were many conflicting
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