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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: review. We're not tired. You leave us your notes and go to bed."
Oscar's hand almost moved to cover and hold his precious property, for
this instinct was the deepest in him. But it did not so move, because
his intelligence controlled his instinct nearly, though not quite,
always. His shiny little eyes, however, became furtive and
antagonistic--something the boys did not at first make out.
Oscar gave himself a moment of silence. "I could not brreak my rule,"
said he then. "I do not ever leave my notes with anybody. Mr.
Woodridge asked for my History 3 notes, and Mr. Bailey wanted my notes
for Fine Arts 1, and I could not let them have them. If Mr. Woodridge
was to hear--"
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