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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: rifle-shot of the Village of Peace. With the dog creeping between them, they
crawled to a position which would, in daylight, command a view of the
clearing. Then, while one stood guard, the other slept.
When morning dawned they shifted their position to the top of a low,
fern-covered cliff, from which they could see every movement in the village.
All the morning they watched with that wonderful patience of men who knew how
to wait. The visiting savages were quiet, the missionaries moved about in and
out of the shops and cabins; the Christian indians worked industriously in the
fields, while the renegades lolled before a prominent teepee.
"This quiet looks bad," whispered Jonathan to Wetzel. No shouts were heard;
not a hostile Indian was seen to move.
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