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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Princess of Parms by Edgar Rice Burroughs: poor creatures whom the heartless, senseless customs of their
race had doomed to loveless lives of cruelty and of hate.
Presently she spoke.
"John Carter, if ever a real man walked the cold, dead
bosom of Barsoom you are one. I know that I can trust you,
and because the knowledge may someday help you or him
or Dejah Thoris or myself, I am going to tell you the name
of my father, nor place any restrictions or conditions upon
your tongue. When the time comes, speak the truth if it
seems best to you. I trust you because I know that you are
not cursed with the terrible trait of absolute and unswerving
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