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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: "Perhaps I shall," I returned, as indifferently as I could. "Not
going yet, are you?"
"Yes. It is late." He drew in his breath as if he had something
more to say, but the impulse passed. "Well, good night," he said
from the doorway.
"Good night, old man."
The next moment the outer door slammed and I heard the engine of the
Cannonball throbbing in the street. Then the quiet settled down
around me again, and there in the lamplight I dreamed dreams. I was
going to see her.
Suddenly the idea of being shut away, even temporarily, from so great
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