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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: first time in weeks wore familiar faces; but yet he
could neither place them in the niches they had once
filled in his past life, nor call them by name. One
was a fair she, and it was her face which most often
moved through the tangled recollections of his
convalescing brain. Who was she? What had she been to
Tarzan of the Apes? He seemed to see her about the very
spot upon which the pile of gold had been unearthed by
the Abyssinians; but the surroundings were vastly
different from those which now obtained.
There was a building--there were many buildings--and
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