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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: lifting myself upon my hands, I called out:
"Whatever I did, this poor Hottentot did also, and had it not been for
him I could not have done anything--for him and the two good horses."
Then they cheered again, and Marie, rising, said:
"Yes, father; to these two I owe my life."
After this, my father offered his prayer of thanksgiving in very bad
Dutch--for, having begun to learn it late in life, he never could really
master that language--and the stalwart Boers, kneeling round him, said
"Amen." As the reader may imagine, the scene, with all its details,
which I will not repeat, was both remarkable and impressive.
What followed this prayer I do not very well remember, for I became
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