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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Amy Foster by Joseph Conrad: pression would make him vulnerable. He was lying
half dressed on a couch downstairs.
"A table covered with a dark oilcloth took up all
the middle of the little room. There was a wicker
cradle on the floor, a kettle spouting steam on the
hob, and some child's linen lay drying on the
fender. The room was warm, but the door opens
right into the garden, as you noticed perhaps.
"He was very feverish, and kept on muttering
to himself. She sat on a chair and looked at him
fixedly across the table with her brown, blurred
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