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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: woodpecker, energetically drilling a fallen trunk, caught and transferred her
gaze. The man did not lift his head. Rather, he crushed his face closer
against her knee, while his heaving shoulders marked the hardness with which
he breathed.
"You must tell me, Chris," the girl said gently. "This mystery--it is killing
me. I must know why we cannot be married. Are we always to be this
way?--merely lovers, meeting often, it is true, and yet with the long absences
between the meetings? Is it all the world holds for you and me, Chris? Are we
never to be more to each other? Oh, it is good just to love, I know--you have
made me madly happy; but one does get so hungry at times for something more! I
want more and more of you, Chris. I want all of you. I want all our days to be
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