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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: only prayer to God before I die is to live in peace and harmony
with all in the true way. Yes."
"Forgive me, Ivan Ivanitch, I will put my feet on a chair," I
said, feeling that I was so exhausted I could not be myself; I
sat further back on the sofa and put up my feet on an arm-chair.
My face was burning from the snow and the wind, and I felt as
though my whole body were basking in the warmth and growing
weaker from it.
"It's very nice here," I went on -- "warm, soft, snug . . . and
goose-feather pens," I laughed, looking at the writing-table;
"sand instead of blotting-paper."
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