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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw: PRAED. No, pray, pray, my dear Frank, remember! He is your
father.
FRANK. I give him due credit for that. [Rising and flinging
down his paper] But just imagine his telling Crofts to bring the
Warrens over here! He must have been ever so drunk. You know,
my dear Praddy, my mother wouldnt stand Mrs Warren for a moment.
Vivie mustnt come here until she's gone back to town.
PRAED. But your mother doesnt know anything about Mrs Warren,
does she? [He picks up the paper and sits down to read it].
FRANK. I dont know. Her journey to town looks as if she did.
Not that my mother would mind in the ordinary way: she has stuck
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