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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: the pockets, two pounds of black bread, and an open basket full of
meats and bottles. I believe I may say I am not devoid of
greatness of soul; for I did not recoil from this infamous burden.
I disposed it, Heaven knows how, so as to be mildly portable, and
then proceeded to steer Modestine through the village. She tried,
as was indeed her invariable habit, to enter every house and every
courtyard in the whole length; and, encumbered as I was, without a
hand to help myself, no words can render an idea of my
difficulties. A priest, with six or seven others, was examining a
church in process of repair, and he and his acolytes laughed loudly
as they saw my plight.
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