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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Maid Marian by Thomas Love Peacock: unless you would relish the taste of a volley of arrows, a shower of stones,
and a hailstorm of cudgel-blows, which would not be turned aside by a God
save King Henry."
Sir Ralph's squire no sooner heard this, and saw by the looks
of the speaker that he was not likely to prove a false prophet,
than he clapped spurs to his horse and galloped off with might
and main. This gave the knight a good excuse to pursue him,
which he did with great celerity, calling, "Stop, you rascal."
When the squire fancied himself safe out of the reach of pursuit,
he checked his speed, and allowed the knight to come up with him.
They rode on several miles in silence, till they discovered
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