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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: that art, I failed. Indeed, it would have availed us little had I
succeeded, for having neither arquebusses nor cannons, and no skill
to cast them, we could only have used it in mining roads and
gateways, and, perhaps, in grenades to be thrown with the hand.
And so the months went on, till at length spies came in with the
tidings that the Spaniards were advancing in numbers, and with them
countless hosts of allies.
Now I would have sent Otomie to seek safety among her own people,
but she laughed me to scorn, and said:
'Where you are, there I will be, husband. What, shall it be
suffered that you face death, perhaps to find him, when I am not at
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