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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: she came to a sudden halt at the end of the long line
which we had had the foresight to attach to her bow and
fasten to a large tree upon the bank.
The moment her progress was checked she promptly
capsized. Perry was overwhelmed. I didn't upbraid him,
nor remind him that I had "told him so."
His grief was so genuine and so apparent that I didn't
have the heart to reproach him, even were I inclined to
that particular sort of meanness.
"Come, come, old man!" I cried. "It's not as bad as it
looks. Give me a hand with this rope, and we'll drag her
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