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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: 'At York they are. A very good lass is my wife - far too
good for me. And the little rascal - well, I don't know how
to say it, but he sort of comes round you. If I were to go,
sir, it would be hard on my poor girl - main hard on her!'
'Ay, you must feel bitter hardly to the rogue that laid you
here,' said Archer.
'Why, no, sir, more against Engleton and the passengers,'
replied the guard. 'He played his hand, if you come to look
at it; and I wish he had shot worse, or me better. And yet
I'll go to my grave but what I covered him,' he cried. 'It
looks like witchcraft. I'll go to my grave but what he was
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