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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court by Mark Twain: naivest way, and never smiled or seemed to notice that
there was any discrepancy between these watered statis-
tics and me. He said that in trying to escape from him
I sprang into the top of a tree two hundred cubits high
at a single bound, but he dislodged me with a stone the
size of a cow, which "all-to brast" the most of my
bones, and then swore me to appear at Arthur's court
for sentence. He ended by condemning me to die at
noon on the 21st; and was so little concerned about it
that he stopped to yawn before he named the date.
I was in a dismal state by this time; indeed, I was
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