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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: finished at last, not forgetting to put in a word for Jim Williams, and
then we both signed it.
"There!" I cried. "Dick, something will be doing round Holston before many
days."
"That's no joke, you can bet," replied Dick, wiping his face. "Ken, it's
made me sweat just to see that letter start East. Buell is a tough sort,
and he'll make trouble. Well, he wants to steer clear of Jim and me."
After that we fell silent, and walked slowly back toward Cless's corral.
Dick's lips were closed tight, and he did not look at me. Evidently he did
not intend to actually put me aboard a train, and the time for parting had
come. He watered his horses at the trough, and fussed over his pack and
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