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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: place would give it him, for all men were very generous of that
gift; so that at the last he had his wallet full of them, and they
chinked together when he rode; and when he halted by the side of
the way he would take them out and try them, till his head turned
like the sails upon a windmill.
"A murrain upon this business!" said the elder son, "for I perceive
no end to it. Here I have the red, and here the blue and the
green; and to me they seem all excellent, and yet shame each other.
A murrain on the trade! If it were not for the King that is a
priest and whom I have called my father, and if it were not for the
fair maid of the dun that makes my mouth to sing and my heart
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