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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: and swept over the decks with the fierce rush and noise of a
cataract. From every spar and every rope a ragged sheet of water
streamed flicking to leeward. The overpowering deluge seemed to
last for an age; became unbearable--and, all at once, stopped. In
a couple of minutes the shower had run its length over the brig
and now could be seen like a straight grey wall, going away into
the night under the fierce whispering of dissolving clouds. The
wind eased. To the northward, low down in the darkness, three
stars appeared in a row, leaping in and out between the crests of
waves like the distant heads of swimmers in a running surf; and
the retreating edge of the cloud, perfectly straight from east to
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