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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: look very like a fool, to commit myself."
"You can speak out of your mouth, I see," said the old lady. "Praise
God, and so can I! I was fool enough to take charge of this rogue's
daughter: a fine charge I have gotten; but it's mine, and I'll carry
it the way I want to. Do ye mean to tell me, Mr. Balfour of Shaws,
that you would marry James More's daughter, and him hanged! Well,
then, where there's no possible marriage there shall be no manner of
carryings on, and take that for said. Lasses are bruckle things," she
added, with a nod; "and though ye would never think it by my wrunkled
chafts, I was a lassie mysel', and a bonny one."
"Lady Allardyce," said I, "for that I suppose to be your name, you seem
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