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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Whirligigs by O. Henry: oh, yer reverence, the swate, beautiful drame of a dress she
had this toime! White satin and silk and ribbons, and
lace about the neck and arrums -- 'twas a sin, yer
reverence, the gold was spint upon it."
The priest heard Lorison catch his breath painfully,
and a faint smile flickered across his own clean-cut
mouth.
"Well, then, Mistress Geehan," said he, "I'll just
step upstairs and see the bit boy for a minute, and I'll
take this Gentleman up with me."
"He's awake, thin," said the woman. 'I've just
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