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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: of flame, stole across the sky; guns boomed. At last, in the
glare of a searchlight, we saw a long and sinister object
floating high above us and gleaming as though it were made of
silver. Flashes came from it followed by terrible booming reports
that grew nearer and nearer. A house collapsed with a crash just
behind us.
"Ah!" said Oro, with a smile. "I know this--it is war, war as
it was when the world was different and yet the same."
As he spoke, a motor-bus rumbled past. Another flash and
explosion. A man, walking with his arms round the waist of a girl
just ahead of us; seemed to be tossed up and to melt. The girl
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