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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: cheese, for he shall be no pupil of mine."
Then Gebhart opened his eyes.
There sat the wise man in the midst of his books and bottles and
diagrams and dust and chemicals and cobwebs, making strange
figures upon the table with jackstraws and a piece of chalk.
And Babette, who had just opened the cupboard door for the loaf
of bread and the cheese, shut it again with a bang, and went back
to her spinning.
So Gebhart had to go back again to his Greek and Latin and
algebra and geometry; for, after all, one cannot pour a gallon of
beer into a quart pot, or the wisdom of a Nicholas Flamel into
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