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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: the pattern of the cloth mechanically with her fork. But the man's
features stood out clear in the light of the candles on the table.
It was Bronson!
"He shows the strain, doesn't he?" McKnight said, holding up the
wine list as if he read from it. "Who's the woman?"
"Search me," I replied, in the same way.
When the chicken came, I still found myself gazing now and then at
the abstracted couple near me. Evidently the subject of conversation
was unpleasant. Bronson was eating little, the woman not at all.
Finally he got up, pushed his chair back noisily, thrust a bill at
the waiter and stalked out.
The Man in Lower Ten |
