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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: table, then went slowly into her own bedroom. She could hear voices,
which she recognized as those of her sister and Mrs. Brewster,
coming from Helen's bedroom, but absorbed in her own thoughts she
undressed in the dark and crept into bed just as Mrs. Brewster
passed down the hallway and entered her own room. The widow had
taken off her evening gown and slippers and donned a becoming
wrapper before she discovered the letter lying on the dresser.
Drawing up a chair she dropped into it, let down her long dark hair,
and settled back in luxuriant comfort against the tufted upholstery
before she ran her well-manicured finger under the flap of the
envelope. A slip of paper fell into her lap as she took out the
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