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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic: his wife sink upon her knees among the rest, and to hear
this notable accession to the "mourners" hailed by a
tumult of approving shouts. Then, remembering himself,
he drew back and put up his hand, shutting out the strange
scene altogether. To see nothing at all was a relief,
and under cover he closed his eyes, and bit his teeth together.
A fresh outburst of thanksgivings, spreading noisily
through the congregation, prompted him to peer through
his fingers again. Levi Gorringe was making his way
down the aisle--was at the moment quite in front.
Theron found himself watching this man with the stern
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