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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: came out to meet him with the princess hanging on his arm.
As for the princess, she knew him the moment she laid eyes on
him. She came down the steps, and set the lock of hair against
his head, where she had trimmed it off the night before, and it
fitted and matched exactly. "This is the young man," said she,
"and I will marry him, and none other."
But the prime-minister whispered and whispered in the king's ear:
"I tell you this young man is nobody at all," said he, "but just
some fellow who has had a little bit of good luck."
"Pooh!" said the king, "stuff and nonsense! Just look at all the
gold and jewels and horses and men. What will you do," said he to
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