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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: in his hands, he dashed through a door and down some stairs,
into the basement where the gas was burning. They crossed the cold,
damp storeroom, then a long, dreary room with a long table on trestles,
into a smaller, cosy apartment, not very high, which had been
built on to the main building. In this room a small woman with
a red serge blouse, and her black hair done on top of her head,
was waiting like a proud little bantam.
"Here y'are!" said Pappleworth.
"I think it is 'here you are'!" exclaimed Polly. "The girls
have been here nearly half an hour waiting. Just think of the
time wasted!"
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