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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: in a faltering voice that sent the cold chills down the
girl's spine.
Mary slipped quietly through the door and ran with
swift, sure foot down the narrow road along which the
machine had picked its way the afternoon before. The
cabin they had passed last could not be more than a
mile.
She made no effort to find the logs for pedestrians
when the road crossed the brook. She plunged straight
through the babbling waters with her shoes, regardless
of skirts.
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