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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: all this to be?"
She shook her head after a moment, shook it helplessly and wearily,
as, finally, she walked over to the washstand, took the piece of
paper from the bodice of her dress, and spread it out under the
candle light. A glance showed her that it was in cipher. There
was the stub of a pencil, she remembered, in the washstand drawer,
and, armed with this, and a piece of wrapping paper that had once
enveloped one of Gypsy Nan's gin bottles, she took up the candle,
crossed the garret, and sat down on the edge of the cot, placing
the candle on the chair in front of her.
If the last three days had been productive of nothing else, they
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