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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Secret Sharer by Joseph Conrad: the ship like a towering fragment of everlasting night.
On that enormous mass of blackness there was not a gleam to
be seen, not a sound to be heard. It was gliding irresistibly
towards us and yet seemed already within reach of the hand.
I saw the vague figures of the watch grouped in the waist,
gazing in awed silence.
"Are you going on, sir?" inquired an unsteady voice at my elbow.
I ignored it. I had to go on.
"Keep her full. Don't check her way. That won't do now,"
I said warningly.
"I can't see the sails very well," the helmsman answered me,
The Secret Sharer | 
