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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: dead. We must not, Waldo; I want your life to be beautiful, to end in
something. You are nobler and stronger than I," she said; "and as much
better as one of God's great angels is better than a sinning man. Your
life must go for something."
"Yes, we will work," he said.
She moved closer to him and lay still, his black curls touching her smooth
little head.
Doss, who had lain at his master's side, climbed over the bench, and curled
himself up in her lap. She drew her skirt up over him, and the three sat
motionless for a long time.
"Waldo," she said, suddenly, "they are laughing at us."
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