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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: Her lover looked on stolidly. She had kept him guessing from the
first time they met, and patience had been joined unto his
virtues.
"Hi! Wolf Fang!" she cried, springing upon the sled as it leaped
into sudden motion. "Ai! Ya! Mush-on!"
From the corner of his eye Harrington watched her swinging down
the trail to Forty Mile. Where the road forked and crossed the
river to Fort Cudahy, she halted the dogs and turned about.
"O Mistaire Lazy Mans!" she called back. "Wolf Fang, him say yes-
-if you winnaire!"
But somehow, as such things will, it leaked out, and all Forty
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