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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: deliberately no one doubted. The earl, at once checking and
spurring his foaming charger, drove the iron-shod war-horse
directly over Myles's prostrate body. Then, checking him fiercely
with the curb, reined him back, the hoofs clashing and crashing,
over the figure beneath. So he had ridden over the father at
York, and so he rode over the son at Smithfield.
Myles, as he lay prostrate and half stunned by his fall, had seen
his enemy thus driving his rearing horse down upon him, but was
not able to defend himself. A fallen knight in full armor was
utterly powerless to rise without assistance; Myles lay helpless
in the clutch of the very iron that was his defence. He closed
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