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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from To-morrow by Joseph Conrad: door, looked at his spade left planted in the middle
of the yard. The ground was so much dug up all
over, that as the season advanced it turned to a
quagmire. When it froze hard, he was disconso-
late. What would Harry say? And as he could
not have so much of Bessie's company at that time
of the year, the roars of old Carvil, that came muf-
fled through the closed windows, calling her in-
doors, exasperated him greatly.
"Why don't that extravagant fellow get you a
servant?" he asked impatiently one mild after-
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