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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris: way those two dogs have been carrying on you'd 'a' thought
they would 'a' just torn each other to pieces when they had
the chance, and here I'm wasting the whole morning----" she
closed her window with a bang.
"Sick 'im, sick 'im," called Maria Macapa, in a vain attempt
to promote a fight.
Old Miss Baker came out of the vestibule, pursing her lips,
quite put out at the fiasco. "And after all that fuss," she
said to herself aggrievedly.
The little dressmaker bought an envelope of nasturtium seeds
at the florist's, and returned to her tiny room in the flat.
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