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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: thought that he glanced out of the corners of them towards the
chapel where we were hid. But this I think was fancy. For as Yva
said, his thoughts were set elsewhere.
He reached the statue of Fate and stood for a while
contemplating it and the suppliant figures on either side, as
though he were waiting for his invisible court to arrange itself.
Then he doffed his jewelled cap to the effigy, and knelt before
it. Yes, Oro the Ancient, the Super-man, the God, as the early
peoples of the earth fancied such a being, namely, one full of
wrath, revenge, jealousy, caprice and power, knelt in
supplication to this image of stone which he believed to be the
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