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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: that it gave on a narrow strip of grass, it could not be called lawn,
that separated the Hayden-Bond mansion from the house next door; that
the window was little more than shoulder-high from the ground; and
that the Avenue was within easy and inviting reach along that little
strip of grass between the two houses.
She left the window open, and retraced her steps across the room,
going now to the littered mass of papers on the floor near the safe.
She began to search carefully amongst them. She smiled a little
curiously as she came across the plush-lined jeweler's case that
had contained the necklace, and which had evidently been
contemptuously discarded by the Cricket and his confederates; but
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