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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Land that Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: how could I know that there were not other traitors among us?
I cursed myself for my folly in going out upon the deck, and then
this thought suggested another--a hideous one: who was it that
had really been responsible for my being here?
Thinking to attract attention from inside the craft, I again ran
down the ladder and onto the small deck only to find that the
steel covers of the conning-tower windows were shut, and then I
leaned with my back against the tower and cursed myself for a
gullible idiot.
I glanced at the bow. The sea seemed to be getting heavier, for
every wave now washed completely over the lower deck. I watched
The Land that Time Forgot | 
