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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Bab:A Sub-Deb, Mary Roberts Rinehart by Mary Roberts Rinehart: curtain to go up now, and unless he has by this time returned,
there can be no performence."
"Look here," Carter said sudenly, "you look awfuly queer, Bab. Your
face----"
I stamped my foot.
"What does my face matter?" I demanded. "I no longer care for him,
but I have ruined Miss Everett's couzin's play unless he turns up.
Am I to be sent to Switzerland with that on my Soul?"
"Switzerland!" he said slowly. "Why, Bab, they're not going to do
that, are they? I--I don't want you so far away."
Dear Dairy, I am unsuspisious by nature, beleiving all mankind to
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