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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: that are hardly bigger than a large tomato--and the patient was
to eat it at his breakfast the next morning.
"In a flash I saw my chance. It was a bare chance, no more. But
I knew the ways of the house--I was sure the melon would be
brought in over night and put in the pantry ice-box. If there
were only one melon in the ice-box I could be fairly sure it was
the one I wanted. Melons didn't lie around loose in that house--
every one was known, numbered, catalogued. The old man was beset
by the dread that the servants would eat them, and he took a
hundred mean precautions to prevent it. Yes, I felt pretty sure
of my melon . . . and poisoning was much safer than shooting. It
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