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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Hated Son by Honore de Balzac: of reverie into which he had fallen. "You are to do exactly, and for
love of me, what I shall now tell you."
He flung upon the bed one of the two masks he had taken from the
chest, and smiled with derision as he saw the gesture of involuntary
fear which the slight shock of the black velvet wrung from his wife.
"You will give me a puny child!" he cried. "Wear that mask on your
face when I return. I'll have no barber-surgeon boast that he has seen
the Comtesse d'Herouville."
"A man!--why choose a man for the purpose?" she said in a feeble
voice.
"Ho! ho! my lady, am I not master here?" replied the count.
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