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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: many had been before me,--one glance at the roller-towel told me
that. I was afraid to ask the landlady for a clean one, and so I
found a fresh handkerchief, and accomplished a sparing toilet. In
the midst of this the drummers joined me, one by one, and they
used the degraded towel without hesitation. In a way they had the
best of me; filth was nothing to them.
The latest risers in Medicine Bow, we sat at breakfast together;
and they essayed some light familiarities with the landlady. But
these experiments were failures. Her eyes did not see, nor did
her ears hear them. She brought the coffee and the bacon with a
sedateness that propriety itself could scarce have surpassed. Yet
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