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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: Oh, Bucky!" She crept close to him and put her arms around his
neck, holding him tight, as if in the hope that she could keep
him against the untoward fate that was reaching for him. "Oh,
Bucky, if I could only die for you!"
"Don't give up, little friend. I don't. Somehow I'll slip out,
and then you'll have to live for me and not die for me."
"What is it that the governor wants you to say that you won't?"
"Oh, he wants me to sell our friends. I told him to go climb a
giant cactus."
"Of course you couldn't do that," she sighed regretfully.
He laughed. "Well, hardly, and call myself a white man."
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