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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Moran of the Lady Letty by Frank Norris: lay for a long time, worn out with the effort of speaking, as if
asleep. Suddenly he opened his eyes wide. "You no flogettee
horse?"
"Four horses, Charlie. I'll remember."
He drooped once more, only to rouse again at the end of a few
minutes with:
"First-chop coffin, plenty much silver"; and again, a little later
and very feebly: "Six-piecee--band music--China music--four-
piecee--gong--four."
"I promise you, Charlie," said Wilbur.
"Now," answered Charlie--"now I die."
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