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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: The commissioner had opened the door of an adjoining room, which
was lighted and handsomely furnished. Only the heavy iron bars
across the closed windows showed that the young lady who sat leaning
back wearily in an arm-chair was a prisoner.
She looked up as they entered. The expression of utter despair and
deep weariness which had rested on her pale face changed to a look
of terror; then she saw that it was not her would-be murderer who
was entering, but those who came to rescue. A bright flush illumined
her cheeks and her eyes gleamed. But the change was too sudden for
her tortured soul. She rose from her chair, then sank fainting to
the floor.
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