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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: could. Y'u hear how noisy things are getting. I've got to take
charge. So-long."
She stood close, looking up at him with a face of seductive
appeal.
"Don't go yet. Please!"
The triumph of victory mounted to his head. "I'll come back when
I've done what I've got to do."
"No, no. Stay a little longer just a little."
"Not a minute, sweetheart."
He bent to kiss her, and a little clenched fist struck his face.
"Don't you dare!" she cried.
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