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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lost Continent by Edgar Rice Burroughs: instructions. The soldier saluted, and left the room,
returning in about five minutes with a hairy old white man--
just such a savage, primeval-looking fellow as I had
discovered in the woods the day that Snider had disappeared
with the launch.
The colonel evidently expected to use the fellow as
interpreter, but when the savage addressed me it was in a
language as foreign to me as was that of the blacks. At
last the old officer gave it up, and, shaking his head, gave
instructions for my removal.
From his office I was led to a guardhouse, in which I found
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