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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Call of the Canyon by Zane Grey: had not measured the depth of Western friendship.
"Have you--seen Glenn?" queried Flo, breathlessly.
"Oh no, indeed not," replied Carley, slowly gaining composure. The nervous
agitation of these women had stilled her own. "I just rode up the trail.
Where is he?"
"He was here--a moment ago," panted Flo. "Oh, Carley, we sure are locoed.
. . . Why, we only heard an hour ago--that you were at Deep Lake. . . .
Charley rode in. He told us. . . . I thought my heart would break. Poor
Glenn! When he heard it. . . . But never mind me. Jump your horse and run
to West Fork!"
The spirit of her was like the strength of her arms as she hurried Carley
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