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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: shots from the hillside. Soon the clatter of hoofs died away in the
distance.
"Who was thet?" asked three of Buell's men in unison.
"Take it from me, Greaser's sneaked," replied Buell.
"How'd he git out?"
With that Bud and Bill began kicking in the piles of brush.
"Aha! Hyar's the place," sang out Bud.
In one corner of the back wall a rotten log had crumbled, and here it was
plain to all eyes that Greaser had slipped out. I remembered that on this
side of the cabin there was quite a thick growth of young pine. Greaser had
been able to conceal himself as he crawled toward the horses, and had
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