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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Start in Life by Honore de Balzac: of a form in a black coat through the door of the boudoir.
"Ah, Mademoiselle Cabirolle!" he said at last.
"Well, what?" she asked.
The eyes of the danseuse followed those of the little old man; and
when she recognized the presence of the clerk she went off into such
fits of laughter that not only was the old gentleman nonplussed, but
Oscar was compelled to appear; for Florentine took him by the arm,
still pealing with laughter at the conscience-stricken faces of the
uncle and nephew.
"You here, nephew?"
"Nephew! so he's your nephew?" cried Florentine, with another burst of
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