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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: all over. It made him sick to get so angry.
`They ain't the same, Jimmy,' he kept saying in a hurt tone.
`These foreigners ain't the same. You can't trust 'em to be fair.
It's dirty to kick a feller. You heard how the women turned on you--
and after all we went through on account of 'em last winter!
They ain't to be trusted. I don't want to see you get too thick
with any of 'em.'
`I'll never be friends with them again, Jake,' I declared hotly.
`I believe they are all like Krajiek and Ambrosch underneath.'
Grandfather heard our story with a twinkle in his eye.
He advised Jake to ride to town tomorrow, go to a justice of
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