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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw: last of me tomorrow morning.
MRS WARREN. Oh, it's too horrible to hear you talk like that.
You wouldnt--you c o u l d n t leave me.
VIVIE [ruthlessly] Yes, without a moment's hesitation, if you
trifle with me about this. [Shivering with disgust] How can I
feel sure that I may not have the contaminated blood of that
brutal waster in my veins?
MRS WARREN. No, no. On my oath it's not he, nor any of the rest
that you have ever met. I'm certain of that, at least.
[Vivie's eyes fasten sternly on her mother as the significance of
this flashes on her.]
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