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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs: his knees, raising his hands in supplication toward the other.
"Have pity on me, your majesty, have pity!" he cried.
"Who am I, man?" insisted the king.
"You are Leopold Rubinroth, sire, by the grace of God,
king of Lutha," cried the frightened man. "Have mercy on
an old man, your majesty."
"Wait! Am I mad? Was I ever mad?"
"As God is my judge, sire, no!" replied Peter of Blentz.
Leopold turned to Butzow.
"Remove the traitor from our presence," he commanded,
and at a word from the lieutenant a dozen guardsmen
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