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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: 'But, Johnny, I'm so hungry myself,' pleaded Morris.
'You can have what I leave,' said Vance. 'You're just beginning
to pay your score, my daisy; I owe you one-pound-ten; don't you
rouse the British lion!' There was something indescribably
menacing in the face and voice of the Great Vance as he uttered
these words, at which the soul of Morris withered. 'There!'
resumed the feaster, 'give us a glass of the fizz to start with.
Gravy soup! And I thought I didn't like gravy soup! Do you know
how I got here?' he asked, with another explosion of wrath.
'No, Johnny; how could I?' said the obsequious Morris.
'I walked on my ten toes!' cried John; 'tramped the whole way
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