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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Baby Mine by Margaret Mayo: not improved by the discovery that he had left certain important
papers at his office. Dispatching his man to get them and to
meet him at the station with them, he collected a few remaining
letters from the drawer of the writing table, then uneasy at
remaining longer under the same roof with Zoie, he picked up his
hat, and started toward the hallway. For the first time his eye
was attracted by a thick layer of dust and lint on his coat
sleeve. Worse still, there was a smudge on his cuff. If there
was one thing more than another that Alfred detested it was
untidiness. Putting his hat down with a bang, he tried to flick
the dust from his sleeve with his pocket handkerchief; finding
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