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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: I would say to the boy the last word, up to the verge of offense, that my
wits could devise. Apart from a certain dramatic excitement as of
battle--battle between Hortense and me--I truly wished to help him out of
the miserable mistake his wrong standard, his chivalry gone perverted,
was spurring him on to make; and I had a comic image of myself, summoning
Miss Josephine, summoning Miss Eliza, summoning Mrs. Gregory and Mrs.
Weguelin, and the whole company of aunts and cousins, and handing to them
the rescued John with the single but sufficient syllable: "There!"
He was in apparent spirits, was John, at that hour of our departure for
Udolpho; he pretended so well that I was for a while altogether deceived.
He had wished to call for me with the conveyance in which he should drive
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