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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: he limped as he walked. He chose a table not far from us and
ordered Scotch. Beyond touching his hat he paid no attention to us.
"I'm just getting my second wind," McKnight declared. "How do you
feel, Mr. Johnson? Six or eight miles more and we'll all enjoy our
dinners." Johnson put down the glass he had raised to his lips
without replying.
The fact was, however, that I was like Johnson. I was soft from my
week's inaction, and I was pretty well done up. McKnight, who was
a well spring of vitality and high spirits, ordered a strange
concoction, made of nearly everything in the bar, and sent it over
to the detective, but Johnson refused it.
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