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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: "What boy is this?" he asked.
My mother, who had declared my uncle's coming was a piece of luck
for which I must thank God, was bitterly mortified at this
question. I was in no mood for questions. I looked at my uncle's
happy face, and for some reason I felt fearfully sorry for him. I
could not resist jumping up to the carriage and hugging that
frivolous man, weak as all men are. Looking into his face and
wanting to say something pleasant, I asked:
"Uncle, have you ever been in a battle?"
"Ah, the dear boy . . ." laughed my uncle, kissing me. "A
charming boy, upon my soul! How natural, how living it all is,
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