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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: was telling upon him grievously.
Thuvia of Ptarth drew quite close to him. She felt
safer with the feel of his arm against hers, and with
the contact of her the man took a new grip upon himself.
With his old-time smile he turned toward her.
"It would seem that they are trying to frighten us to death,"
he said, laughing; "and, shame be upon me that I should
confess it, I think they were close to accomplishing
their designs upon me."
She was about to make some reply when a fearful
shriek broke from the lips of the Lotharian.
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