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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie: Cottage on Wednesday evening, I walked over there by the fields,
hoping to meet him. But there was no sign of him, and I
hesitated to go right up to the farm itself. As I walked away, I
met an aged rustic, who leered at me cunningly.
"You'm from the Hall, bain't you?" he asked.
"Yes. I'm looking for a friend of mine whom I thought might have
walked this way."
"A little chap? As waves his hands when he talks? One of them
Belgies from the village?"
"Yes," I said eagerly. "He has been here, then?"
"Oh, ay, he's been here, right enough. More'n once too. Friend
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