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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton: --and put the letter in his pocket.
"I'll post it myself, it's safer," he thought; "and then what in
the name of goodness shall I do next, I wonder?" He jammed his
hat down on his head and walked out into the sun-blaze.
As he was turning away from the square by the general Post
Office, a white parasol waved from a passing cab, and Coral
Hicks leaned forward with outstretched hand. "I knew I'd find
you," she triumphed. "I've been driving up and down in this
broiling sun for hours, shopping and watching for you at the
same time."
He stared at her blankly, too bewildered even to wonder how she
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