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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: and muffled ticking as before. The lady, still preceding
him, opened the door of her room, and helped him to lower the
box tenderly in the corner by the window.
'And now,' said Harry, 'what is wrong?'
'You will not go away?' she cried, with a sudden break in her
voice and beating her hands together in the very agony of
impatience. 'O Harry, Harry, go away! Oh, go, and leave me
to the fate that I deserve!'
'The fate?' repeated Harry. 'What is this?'
'No fate,' she resumed. 'I do not know what I am saying.
But I wish to be alone. You may come back this evening,
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