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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor: forgotten."
The hush of sunset was on the forest, as they walked onward, side
by side, exchanging their mutual histories. Not a leaf stirred in
the crowns of the tall trees, and the dusk, creeping along between
their stems, brought with it a richer woodland odor. Their voices
were low and subdued, as if an angel of God were hovering in the
shadows, and listening, or God Himself looked down upon them from
the violet sky.
At last Richard stopped.
"Asenath," said he, "does thee remember that spot on the banks of
the creek, where the rudbeckias grew?"
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