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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: faint croak, as if he lacked the heart to get through the shortest
sentence.
'Will they take HIS life as well as mine?' said Barnaby. 'I wish
they would. If you and I and he could die together, there would be
none to feel sorry, or to grieve for us. But do what they will, I
don't fear them, mother!'
'They will not harm you,' she said, her tears choking her
utterance. 'They never will harm you, when they know all. I am
sure they never will.'
'Oh! Don't be too sure of that,' cried Barnaby, with a strange
pleasure in the belief that she was self-deceived, and in his own
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