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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: assistance, conceal nothing.'
'You tell him,' said Michael, feeling, apparently, that he had
done his share. 'My friend will tell you all about it,' he added
to Gideon, with a yawn. 'Excuse my closing my eyes a moment; I've
been sitting up with a sick friend.'
Pitman gazed blankly about the room; rage and despair seethed in
his innocent spirit; thoughts of flight, thoughts even of
suicide, came and went before him; and still the barrister
patiently waited, and still the artist groped in vain for any
form of words, however insignificant.
'It's a breach of promise case,' he said at last, in a low voice.
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