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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Emmuska Orczy: morning wrap, and that her hair lay loosely about her shoulders, she
flew down the stairs, right through the hall towards the front door.
It was as usual barred and bolted, for the indoor servants
were not yet up; but her keen ears had detected the sound of voices
and the pawing of a horse's hoof against the flag-stones.
With nervous, trembling fingers Marguerite undid the bolts one
by one, bruising her hands, hurting her nails, for the locks were
heavy and stiff. But she did not care; her whole frame shook with
anxiety at the very thought that she might be too late; that he might
have gone without her seeing him and bidding him "God-speed!"
At last, she had turned the key and thrown open the door.
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