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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: decided that she wasn't having such a very grand time, after all,
and that she hated his teeth, which were very bad. Now, Chuck's
strong, white, double row----
"Well," she said, "let's be going."
"No hurry," again.
Tessie looked up at that with the instinctive fear of her kind.
"What d'you mean, no hurry! 'Spect to stay here till dark?"
She laughed at her own joke.
"Yes."
She got up then, the blood in her face. "Well, _I_ don't."
He rose, too. "Why not?"
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