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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: "What?"
But Dick shut up like a clam, and not another word could be gotten from
him. Buell fumed and stamped.
"Bud, you're the only one in this bunch of loggerheads thet has any sense.
What d'you say?"
"Quiet down an' wait here," replied Bud. "Mebbe old Bent didn't hear them
shots of Herky's. He may come back. Let's wait awhile, an', if he doesn't
come, put Herky on the trail."
"Good! Greaser, go out an' hide the hosses--drive them up the canyon."
The Mexican shuffled out, and all the others settled down to quiet. I heard
some of them light their pipes. Bud leaned against the left of the door,
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