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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: as still as a chimney, and smoke till my dying day, without
stirring hand or foot."
"Then I shall forbid you tobacco, Master Parson," said Amyas; "for
we must be up and away again to-morrow. We have been idling here
three mortal days, and nothing done."
"Shall we ever do anything? I think the gold of Manoa is like the
gold which lies where the rainbow touches the ground, always a
field beyond you."
Amyas was silent awhile, and so were the rest. There was no
denying that their hopes were all but gone. In the immense circuit
which they had made, they had met with nothing but disappointment.
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