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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: is for the race of therns alone. Thus am I immortal."
I caught a fleeting grin passing across the features of the
black as he heard her words. I did not then understand why
he smiled. Later I was to learn, and she, too, in a most
horrible manner.
"If the other thing you have just learned," she continued,
"has led to as erroneous deductions as the first you are little
richer in knowledge than you were before."
"The other," I replied, "is that our dusky friend here does
not hail from the nearer moon--he was like to have died at
a few thousand feet above Barsoom. Had we continued the
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