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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: taking the hounds with them, they explored. To Madeline's
surprise, the park was not a little half-mile nook nestling among
the crags, but extended farther than they cared to walk, and was
rather a series of parks. They were no more than small valleys
between gray-toothed peaks. As the day advanced the charm of the
place grew upon Madeline. Even at noon, with the sun beating
down, there was comfortable warmth rather than heat. It was the
kind of warmth that Madeline liked to feel in the spring. And
the sweet, thin, rare atmosphere began to affect her strangely.
She breathed deeply of it until she felt light-headed, as if her
body lacked substance and might drift away like a thistledown.
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