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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Pellucidar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: carriage. One of them then lit the fuse and the whole
thing was given a shove down the stairway, while the
detachment turned and scampered to a safe distance.
For what seemed a very long time nothing happened.
We had commenced to think that the fuse had been
put out while the piece was rolling down the stairway,
or that the Mahars had guessed its purpose and ex-
tinguished it themselves, when the ground about the
entrance rose suddenly into the air, to be followed by a
terrific explosion and a burst of smoke and flame that
shot high in company with dirt, stone, and fragments of
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