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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: write you? I've thought about looking you up lots of times.
But we've all heard what a studious young man you've got to be,
and I felt bashful. I didn't know whether you'd be glad to see me.'
She laughed her mellow, easy laugh, that was either very artless
or very comprehending, one never quite knew which. `You seem
the same, though--except you're a young man, now, of course.
Do you think I've changed?'
`Maybe you're prettier--though you were always pretty enough.
Perhaps it's your clothes that make a difference.'
`You like my new suit? I have to dress pretty well in my business.'
She took off her jacket and sat more at ease in her blouse,
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