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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: of another, which you, too, may remember. It was very long ago."
He dropped the axe-handle to the floor and raised his head. "It
was so very long ago, yet I remember it distinctly, the day, the
time, every detail. We were in a rose garden, you and I,--your
mother's rose garden. All things were budding, blossoming, and
the sap of spring was in our blood. And I drew you over--it was
the first--and kissed you full on the lips. Don't you remember?"
"Don't go over it, Dave, don't! I know every shameful line of it.
How often have I wept! If you only knew how I have suffered--"
"You promised me then--ay, and a thousand times in the sweet days
that followed. Each look of your eyes, each touch of your hand,
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