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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: tiny belfry room of the slender spire. The fat sexton, to his own
great satisfaction, had yielded to their request not to undertake
the steep ascent. The cloudless sky lay crystal clear over the
still sleeping city and the wide spread snow-covered fields which
lay close at hand, beyond the church. On the one side were gardens
and the low rambling buildings of the convent, and on the other
were huddled high-piled dwellings of poverty.
Muller looked out of each of the four windows in turn. He spent
some time at each window, but evidently without discovering what he
looked for, for he shook his head in discontent. But when he went
once more to the opening in the East, into which the sun was just
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