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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: them. Only in the florists' windows could be per-
ceived any signs of the morning smile of the coming
goddess Eastre.
At six o'clock Herr Lutz began to close his shop.
He beard a well-known shout: "Hello, Dutch!"
"Tiger" McQuirk, in his shirt-sleeves, with his
hat on the back of his bead, stood outside in the
whirling snow, puffing at a black cigar.
"Donnerwetter!" shouted Lutz, "der vinter, he
has gome back again yet!"
"Yer a liar, Dutch," called back Mr. McQuirk,
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