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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: villainous trick. A hundred and ten thousand ducats for the ransom
of the town! After having burned and plundered the one-half--and
having made me dine with them too, ah! and sit between the--the
serpent, and his lieutenant-general--and drunk my health in my own
private wine--wine that I had from Xeres nine years ago, senors and
offered, the shameless heretics, to take me to England, if I would
turn Lutheran, and find me a wife, and make an honest man of me--
ah! and then to demand fresh ransom for the priory and the fort--
perfidious!"
"Well," said the colonel, "they had the law of us, the cunning
rascals, for we forgot to mention anything but the town, in the
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