The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: nothing else?'
The professor of drawing pondered for a moment, and then
brightened; 'I have a pair of low-necked shirts,' he said, 'that
I used to wear in Paris as a student. They are rather loud.'
'The very thing!' ejaculated Michael. 'You'll look perfectly
beastly. Here are spats, too,' he continued, drawing forth a pair
of those offensive little gaiters. 'Must have spats! And now you
jump into these, and whistle a tune at the window for (say)
three-quarters of an hour. After that you can rejoin me on the
field of glory.'
So saying, Michael returned to the studio. It was the morning of
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