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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: The street door in the outside room had hardly closed before his
hand shot to his coat lapel and tore out the two marguerites.
The action was instinctive; Blix knew it for such immediately.
The retired captain had not premeditated it. He had not seen the
face of the newcomer. She had not time to come into the back
room, or even to close the street door. But the instant that the
captain had recognized a bunch of white marguerites in her belt he
had, without knowing why, been moved to conceal his identity.
"He's afraid," whispered Blix. "Positively, I believe he's
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