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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: more tightly on her arm. "Me? Why, sure I'll be pleased to see
you get a job that's coming to you by rights, and that'll get you
better pay, and all."
But she knew what he meant, and he knew she knew.
No more of that now. Chuck--gone. Scotty--gone. All the boys
at the watchworks, all the fellows in the neighborhood--gone. At
first she hadn't minded. It was exciting. You kidded them at
first: "Well, believe me, Chuck, if you shoot the way you play
ball, you're a gone goon already."
"All you got to do, Scotty, is to stick that face of yours up
over the top of the trench and the Germans'll die of fright and
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