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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: sudden if any of them dropped around with 'Object, Matrimony' in
their manner. Consequence is, they're loaded down to the ground
with admiration of their boss, but they ain't presumptuous enough
to expaict any more. I had notions, mebbe, I'd cut more ice, me
being not afflicted with bashfulness. My notions faded, ma'am, in
about a week."
"Then Nora came?" she laughed.
"No, ma'am, they had gone glimmering long before she arrived. I
was just convalescent enough to need being cheered up when she
drapped in."
"And are you cheered up yet?" his mistress asked.
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