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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: of nineteen, part child and part woman; saw her goodness, her
fine, sweet feminine strength as it were a dim radiance; "What's a
good man worth, Condy," she had said, "if he's not a strong man?"
"I suppose we'll have a game going before midnight," admitted
Sargeant resignedly, smiling good-humoredly nevertheless.
Condy set his teeth. "I'll join you later. Wait a few moments,"
he said. He hurried to the office of the club, and sent a
despatch to Blix--the third since morning:
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