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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: the gambler, lowering his revolver.
Uri Bram shrugged his shoulders. "It don't matter much, anyhow.
I want you to come with me."
"Where?"
"To my shack, over on the edge of the camp."
But Fortune La Pearle drove the heel of his moccasin into the snow
and attested by his various deities to the madness of Uri Bram.
"Who are you," he perorated, "and what am I, that I should put my
neck into the rope at your bidding?"
"I am Uri Bram," the other said simply, "and my shack is over
there on the edge of camp. I don't know who you are, but you've
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