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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs: food he sustained his optimism I could not conjecture.
From cursing he had turned to singing--I felt that the
strain had at last affected his mind. For several hours
we had not spoken except as he asked me for the readings
of the instruments from time to time, and I announced them.
My thoughts were filled with vain regrets. I recalled
numerous acts of my past life which I should have been glad
to have had a few more years to live down. There was the
affair in the Latin Commons at Andover when Calhoun and I
had put gunpowder in the stove--and nearly killed one of
the masters. And then--but what was the use, I was about
At the Earth's Core |
