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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: me. I broke my word to you. But you lied to me about
the letters. I found them the week before the concert.
I shall bring her back with me or stay to fight for
Germany. Forgive me, dear sister."
Just fifty words. His thrifty German training.
"No!" cried Fanny, aloud. "No! No!" And the cry quavered
and died away, and another took its place. and it, too,
gave way to another, so that she was moaning as she stood
there with the telegram in her shaking hand. She read it
again, her lips moving, as old people sometimes
read. Then she began to whimper, with her closed fist over
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