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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: They carried him in, these ranger comrades, and laid him down,
and lifted his head upon pillows. The house was still, though
full of people. Duane's gaze sought the open door.
Some one entered--a tall girl in white, with dark, wet eyes and
a light upon her face. She was leading an old lady,
gray-haired, austere-faced, somber and sad. His mother! She was
feeble, but she walked erect. She was pale, shaking, yet
maintained her dignity.
The some one in white uttered a low cry and knelt by Duane's
bed. His mother flung wide her arms with a strange gesture.
"This man! They've not brought back my boy. This man's his
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