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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Amy Foster by Joseph Conrad: sive. It's enough to look at the red hands hanging
at the end of those short arms, at those slow, prom-
inent brown eyes, to know the inertness of her mind
--an inertness that one would think made it ever-
lastingly safe from all the surprises of imagina-
tion. And yet which of us is safe? At any rate,
such as you see her, she had enough imagination
to fall in love. She's the daughter of one Isaac
Foster, who from a small farmer has sunk into a
shepherd; the beginning of his misfortunes dating
from his runaway marriage with the cook of his
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