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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: Captain Anthony opened for her a gate into another field; when they
got through he kept walking abreast, elbow to elbow almost. His
voice growled pleasantly in her very ear. Staying in this dull
place was enough to give anyone the blues. His sister scribbled all
day. It was positively unkind. He alluded to his nieces as rude,
selfish monkeys, without either feelings or manners. And he went on
to talk about his ship being laid up for a month and dismantled for
repairs. The worst was that on arriving in London he found he
couldn't get the rooms he was used to, where they made him as
comfortable as such a confirmed sea-dog as himself could be anywhere
on shore.
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