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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Adieu by Honore de Balzac: "Poor wretches!" cried the major.
"Pooh! that or the cold, that or the cannon," said the grenadier,
prodding the horses, and urging them on.
A catastrophe, which might well have happened to them much sooner, put
a stop to their advance. The carriage was overturned.
"I expected it," cried the imperturbable grenadier. "Ho! ho! your man
is dead."
"Poor Laurent!" said the major.
"Laurent? Was he in the 5th chasseurs?"
"Yes."
"Then he was my cousin. Oh, well, this dog's life isn't happy enough
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