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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: little, mine is worth no more."
It was indeed a perilous climb, but that special providence which
guards reckless lads befriended them, as it has thousands of
their kind before and since. So, by climbing from one knotted,
clinging stem to another, they were presently seated snugly in
the ivied niche in the window. It was barred from within by a
crumbling shutter, the rusty fastening of which, after some
little effort upon the part of the two, gave way, and entering
the narrow opening, they found themselves in a small triangular
passage-way, from which a steep flight of stone steps led down
through a hollow in the massive wall to the room below.
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