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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Secret Sharer by Joseph Conrad: but in the very blackness of it, already swallowed up as it were, gone too
close to be recalled, gone from me altogether.
"Give the mate a call," I said to the young man who stood at my elbow
as still as death. "And turn all hands up."
My tone had a borrowed loudness reverberated from the height of the land.
Several voices cried out together: "We are all on deck, sir."
Then stillness again, with the great shadow gliding closer,
towering higher, without a light, without a sound.
Such a hush had fallen on the ship that she might have been a bark
of the dead floating in slowly under the very gate of Erebus.
"My God! Where are we?"
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