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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson: of them without the darling of the prison? Well, it was soon shown
how safe I was! The dreadful day of the massacre came; the prison
was overrun; none paid attention to me, not even the last of my
"pretty mammas," for she had met another fate. I was wandering
distracted, when I was found by some one in the interests of
Monsieur de Culemberg. I understand he was sent on purpose; I
believe, in order to reach the interior of the prison, he had set
his hand to nameless barbarities: such was the price paid for my
worthless, whimpering little life! He gave me his hand; it was
wet, and mine was reddened; he led me unresisting. I remember but
the one circumstance of my flight - it was my last view of my last
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