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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: recalled Christine's trenchant exposition of Ambrose's wooing:
"He tell me he love me; he kees me; he hug me; he put me on his
horse; he ride away with me; he marry me."
Then in the next breath Madeline denied this insistent clamoring
of a love that was gradually breaking her spirit. Like a somber
shadow remorse followed her, shading blacker. She had been blind
to a man's honesty, manliness, uprightness, faith, and striving.
She had been dead to love, to nobility that she had herself
created. Padre Marcos's grave, wise words returned to haunt her.
She fought her bitterness, scorned her intelligence, hated her
pride, and, weakening, gave up more and more to a yearning,
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