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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris: "I ain't going to sleep," he muttered under his mustache.
"I can't sleep; I'll watch." He rose a second time,
clambered to the nearest hilltop and sat down, drawing the
blanket around him, and laying the Winchester across his
knees. The hours passed. The dentist sat on the hilltop a
motionless, crouching figure, inky black against the pale
blur of the sky. By and by the edge of the eastern horizon
began to grow blacker and more distinct in out-line. The
dawn was coming. Once more McTeague felt the mysterious
intuition of approaching danger; an unseen hand seemed
reining his head eastward; a spur was in his flanks that
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