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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Herodias by Gustave Flaubert: that her chin touched the floor; and her whole audience,--the nomads,
accustomed to a life of privation and abstinence, the Roman soldiers,
expert in debaucheries, the avaricious publicans, and even the
crabbed, elderly priests--gazed upon her with dilated nostrils.
Next she began to whirl frantically around the table where Antipas the
tetrarch was seated. He leaned towards the flying figure, and in a
voice half choked with the voluptuous sighs of a mad desire, he
sighed: "Come to me! Come!" But she whirled on, while the music of
dulcimers swelled louder and the excited spectators roared their
applause.
The tetrarch called again, louder than before: "Come to me! Come! Thou
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