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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell: smelling salts, like the other girls, but she had never even owned
a vinaigrette. She had always been so proud of never feeling
giddy. She simply could not let herself faint now!
Gradually the sickening feeling began to depart. In a minute,
she'd feel all right and then she'd slip quietly into the little
dressing room adjoining India's room, unloose her stays and creep
in and lay herself on one of the beds beside the sleeping girls.
She tried to quiet her heart and fix her face into more composed
lines, for she knew she must look like a crazy woman. If any of
the girls were awake, they'd know something was wrong. And no one
must ever, ever know that anything had happened.
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