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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Forged Coupon by Leo Tolstoy: very regular life. He was asleep. I looked at
him, his head buried in the pillow and half covered
with the quilt; and I affectionately pitied him,
pitied him for his ignorance of the bliss I was ex-
periencing. Our serf Petrusha had met me with a
candle, ready to undress me, but I sent him away.
His sleepy face and tousled hair seemed to me so
touching. Trying not to make a noise, I went to
my room on tiptoe and sat down on my bed. No,
I was too happy; I could not sleep. Besides, it
was too hot in the rooms. Without taking off my
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