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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: rest. Feathers on her breast there were none. These had been worn
entirely off by her habit of sitting upon potatoes and other
rough abnormal objects. And this lent to her appearance an air of
being decollete, singularly at variance with her otherwise
prudish ensemble. Her eye was remarkably bright, but somehow it
had an outraged expression. It was as if she went about the world
perpetually scandalized over the doings that fell beneath her
notice. Her legs were blue, long, and remarkably stout.
"She'd ought to wear knickerbockers," murmured the Virginian.
"She'd look a heap better 'n some o' them college students. And
she'll set on potatoes, yu' say?"
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