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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Rezanov by Gertrude Atherton: rounded by its mass of tiny sharp buds and dull
green leaves. As the familiar scent assailed Rez-
anov's nostrils they tingled and expanded. His
lids were lifted and his eyes glowing as he finally
compelled her glance, and her own eyes opened
with an eager flash; her lips parted and her should-
ers lost their haughty poise. For a moment their
gaze lingered in a perfect understanding; his ill-
humor vanished, and he leaned back with a compli-
mentary remark as Father Abella directed his atten-
tion to the most agile of the Indians.
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