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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad: off to stand at the window with his back to the room. I sat down
on a sofa that was there and put my feet up, and silence took
possession of the room.
"Isn't this street ridiculous?" said Blunt suddenly, and crossing
the room rapidly waved his hand to me, "A bientot donc," and was
gone. He had seared himself into my mind. I did not understand
him nor his mother then; which made them more impressive; but I
have discovered since that those two figures required no mystery to
make them memorable. Of course it isn't every day that one meets a
mother that lives by her wits and a son that lives by his sword,
but there was a perfect finish about their ambiguous personalities
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