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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: the small woolly head of a little nigger showed itself. She was a
messenger from Tant Sannie: the German was wanted at once at the
homestead. Putting on his hat with both hands, he hurried off. The
kitchen was in darkness, but in the pantry beyond Tant Sannie and her maids
were assembled.
A Kaffer girl, who had been grinding pepper between two stones, knelt on
the floor, the lean Hottentot stood with a brass candlestick in her hand,
and Tant Sannie, near the shelf, with a hand on each hip, was evidently
listening intently, as were her companions.
"What may be it?" cried the old German in astonishment. The room beyond
the pantry was the storeroom. Through the thin wooden partition there
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