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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Call of the Canyon by Zane Grey: flaming white the stars!. The great spire-pointed peaks lifted cold
pale-gray outlines up into the deep star-studded sky. Carley walked a
little to and fro, loath to go to her tent, though tired. She wanted calm.
But instead of achieving calmness she grew more and more towards a strange
state of exultation.
Westward, only a matter of twenty or thirty miles, lay the deep rent in the
level desert--Oak Creek Canyon. If Glenn had been there this night would
have been perfect, yet almost unendurable. She was again grateful for his
absence. What a surprise she had in store for him! And she imagined his
face in its change of expression when she met him. If only he never learned
of her presence in Arizona until she made it known in person! That she most
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