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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: year."
"Well, and I would like to be that kind of youth!" I cried. "I have
seen too much of the other party in these young advocates that fawn
upon your lordship and are even at the pains to fawn on me. And I have
seen it in the old ones also. They are all for by-ends, the whole clan
of them! It's this that makes me seem to misdoubt your lordship's
liking. Why would I think that you would like me? But ye told me
yourself ye had an interest!"
I stopped at this, confounded that I had run so far; he was observing
me with an unfathomable face.
"My lord, I ask your pardon," I resumed. "I have nothing in my chafts
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