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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Rezanov by Gertrude Atherton: was there, senor! We have had a vision. A Rus-
sian city! Ay, yi!"
But Rezanov had forgotten the city. Her reboso
had fallen and a strand of her hair blew across his
face. His lips caught it and his eyes burned. They
rounded a headland and the world looked green
and young.
"Concha!" he whispered.
Her eyes flashed and melted, she lifted her chin;
then burst into a merry ripple of laughter.
"Senor!" she said, "if you make love to me, I
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