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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: strange I've got to tell you. The afternoon Bonita an' I were
married, when Gene an' the padre had gone, I was happy one minute
an' low-hearted the next. I was miserable because I had a bad
name. I couldn't buy even a decent dress for my pretty wife.
Bonita heard me, an' she was some mysterious. She told me the
story of the lost mine of the padres, an' she kissed me an made
joyful over me in the strangest way. I knew marriage went to
women's heads, an' I thought even Bonita had a spell.
"Well, she left me for a little, an' when she came back she wore
some pretty yellow flowers in her hair. Her eyes were big an'
black an' beautiful. She said some queer things about spirits
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