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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: half-indulgent, half-scornful superior. Her better birth and
schooling that had once been weapons to keep him at his distance,
or bring her off victorious in their encounters, had given way
before the onset of the natural man himself. She knew her cow-boy
lover, with all that he lacked, to be more than ever she could
be, with all that she had. He was her worshipper still, but her
master, too. Therefore now, against the baffling smile he gave
her, she felt powerless. And once again a pang of yearning for
her mother to be near her to-day shot through the girl. She
looked from her untamed man to the untamed desert of Wyoming, and
the town where she was to take him as her wedded husband. But for
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