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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: Nels was not so large a man as Nick, and did not look so
formidable as he waved his club at the gaping cowboys. Still he
was lithe, tough, strong. Briskly, with a debonair manner, he
stepped up and then delivered a mighty swing at the ball. He
missed. The power and momentum of his swing flung him off his
feet, and he actually turned upside down and spun round on his
head. The cowboys howled. Stillwell's stentorian laugh rolled
across the mesa. Madeline and her guests found it impossible to
restrain their mirth. And when Nels got up he cast a reproachful
glance at Madeline. His feelings were hurt.
His second attempt, not by any means so violent, resulted in as
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