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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie: getting fallen in love with!"
"Oh!" said Tuppence, rather taken aback. "That's a compliment, I
suppose?"
"Sure. Now let's get down to this. Supposing we never find
Beresford and--and----"
"All right--say it! I can face facts. Supposing he's--dead!
Well?"
"And all this business fiddles out. What are you going to do?"
"I don't know," said Tuppence forlornly.
"You'll be darned lonesome, you poor kid."
"I shall be all right," snapped Tuppence with her usual
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