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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Breaking Point by Mary Roberts Rinehart: "Yes. I'm afraid so."
When he looked at her her eyes had again that faraway and yet
flaming look which he had come to associate with her thoughts of
Dick. She seemed infinitely removed from him, traveling her lonely
road past loving outstretched hands and facing ahead toward - well,
toward fifty years of spinsterhood. The sheer waste of it made
him shudder.
"You're cold, too, Wallie," she said gently. "You'd better go home."
He was about to repudiate the idea scornfully, when he sneezed!
She got up at once and held out her hand.
"You are very dear to feel about me the way you do" she said, rather
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