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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: And suddenly engaging, he twitched the sword out of my grasp and sent
it flying far among the rushes.
Twice was this manoeuvre repeated; and the third time when I brought
back my humiliated weapon, I found he had returned his own to the
scabbard, and stood awaiting me with a face of some anger, and his
hands clasped under his skirt.
"Pe tamned if I touch you!" he cried, and asked me bitterly what right
I had to stand up before "shentlemans" when I did not know the back of
a sword from the front of it.
I answered that was the fault of my upbringing; and would he do me the
justice to say I had given him all the satisfaction it was
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