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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: I've seen enough of that, God knows. Kate, give me my
thimble."
Malbone had that smooth elasticity of surface which made even
Aunt Jane's strong fingers slip from him as they might from a
fish, or from the soft, gelatinous stem of the water-target.
Even in this case he only laughed good-naturedly, and went out,
whistling like a mocking-bird, to call the children round him.
Toward the more wayward and impulsive Emilia the good lady was
far more merciful. With all Aunt Jane's formidable keenness,
she was a little apt to be disarmed by youth and beauty, and
had no very stern retributions except for those past middle
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