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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: The most of those who were left alive of the Spaniards and their
allies had crossed the second canal upon a bridge made of the dead
bodies of their fellows mixed up with a wreck of baggage, cannon,
and packages of treasure. Now the fight was raging beyond it. A
mob of Spaniards and Tlascalans were still crossing the second
breach, and on these I fell with such men as were with me. I
plunged right into the heart of them, and suddenly before me I saw
the face of de Garcia. With a shout I rushed at him. He heard my
voice and knew me. With an oath he struck at my head. The heavy
sword came down upon my helmet of painted wood, shearing away one
side of it and felling me, but ere I fell I smote him on the breast
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