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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: length she saw Joe unloading goods from one of the wagons; his back was turned
toward her, but she at once recognized the challenge conveyed by the broad
shoulders. She saw no other person; gave heed to nothing save what was to her,
righteous indignation.
Hearing her footsteps, the young man turned, glancing at her admiringly, said:
"Good evening, Miss."
Nell had not expected such a matter-of-fact greeting from Joe. There was not
the slightest trace of repentance in his calm face, and he placidly continued
his labor.
"Aren't you sorry you--you treated me so?" burst out Nell.
His coolness was exasperating. Instead of the contrition and apology she had
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