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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: "Ah, Betty, 'tis you, bless your heart," said a matronly little woman who
opened the door. "Come right in. He is sleeping now, poor fellow, and it's the
first real sleep he has had. He has been raving crazy forty-eight hours."
"Mrs. Martin, what shall I do?" whispered Betty.
"Oh, just watch him, my dear," answered the elder woman.
"If you need me send one of the lads up to the house for me. I shall return as
soon as I can. Keep the flies away--they are bothersome--and bathe his head
every little while. If he wakes and tries to sit up, as he does sometimes,
hold him back. He is as weak as a cat. If he raves, soothe him by talking to
him. I must go now, dearie."
Betty was left alone in the little room. Though she had taken a seat near the
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