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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: street lamp, and the owner of the whistle, a young man, fashionably
dressed, decidedly unsteady on his legs, and just opposite the door
as they came out, had stopped both his whistle and his progress
along the street to stare at them owlishly.
"'Ullo!" said the young man thickly. "What'sh all this about - eh?
What'sh you two doing in that place this time of night - eh?"
"Beat it!" ordered Rough Rorke curtly.
"That'sh all right." The young man came nearer. He balanced himself
with difficulty, but upon him there appeared to have descended
suddenly a vast dignity. "I'm - hic - law - 'biding citizen. Gotta
know. Gotta show me. Damn funny - coming out of there this time
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