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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: She held out her hand to me and I took it between both of mine. No
word of love had passed between us, but I felt that she knew and
understood. It was one of the moments that come seldom in a
lifetime, and then only in great crises, a moment of perfect
understanding and trust.
Then she drew her hand away and sat, erect and determined, her
fingers laced in her lap. As she talked the moon came up slowly
and threw its bright pathway across the water. Back of us, in
the trees beyond the sea wall, a sleepy bird chirruped drowsily,
and a wave, larger and bolder than its brothers, sped up the sand,
bringing the moon's silver to our very feet. I bent toward the
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