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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: 'worried.' . . . I remember his advising me to try it myself, one
day when I spoke to him about Kate's bad health, and her need of
a change. 'I never let myself worry,' he said complacently.
'It's the worst thing for the liver--and you look to me as if you
had a liver. Take my advice and be cheerful. You'll make
yourself happier and others too.' And all he had to do was to
write a cheque, and send the poor girl off for a holiday!
"The hardest part of it was that the money half-belonged to us
already. The old skin-flint only had it for life, in trust for
us and the others. But his life was a good deal sounder than
mine or Kate's--and one could picture him taking extra care of it
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