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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Ivanhoe by Walter Scott: so left me nothing to drink but my patron's bounty
here.''
Then plunging his hands and head into the fountain,
he washed from them all marks of the midnight
revel.
Thus refreshed and sobered, the jolly priest
twirled his heavy partisan round his head with
three fingers, as if he had been balancing a reed,
exclaiming at the same time, ``Where be those
false ravishers, who carry off wenches against their
will? May the foul fiend fly off with me, if I am
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