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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: midway down the platform, the railroad trended to the right,
leaving our house and coasting along the far side within a
few yards of the madronas and the forge, and not far of the
latter, ended in a sort of platform on the edge of the dump.
There, in old days, the trucks were tipped, and their load
sent thundering down the chute. There, besides, was the only
spot where we could approach the margin of the dump.
Anywhere else, you took your life in your right hand when you
came within a yard and a half to peer over. For at any
moment the dump might begin to slide and carry you down and
bury you below its ruins. Indeed, the neighbourhood of an
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