It was a close place. I took it up, and held it in my hand. I was a trembling, because I got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I knowed it: I studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then says to myself:
"All right, then, I'll go to hell"-and tore it up."
Mark Twain's "HUCKLEBERRY FINN"
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