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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: pleased me. Then I started the pony toward Holston.
He was tired and I was ready to drop, and those last few miles were long.
We reached the outskirts of the town perhaps a couple of hours before
sundown. A bank of clouds had spread out of the west and threatened rain.
The first person I met was Cless, and he put the pony in his corral and
hurried me round to the hotel. On the way he talked so fast and said so
much that I was bewildered before we got there. The office was full of men,
and Cless shouted to them. There was the sound of a chair scraping hard on
the floor, then I felt myself clasped by brawny arms. After that all was
rather hazy in my mind. I saw Dick and Jim and old Hiram, though, I could
not see them distinctly, and I heard them all talking, all questioning at
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