The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London:|
take a pull on your peak-purchases!"
Kent was so nervous that it took three puffs to blow out the
slush-lamp, and he crawled into his blankets without even removing
his moccasins. The sailor was soon snoring lustily from his hard
bed on the floor, but Kent lay staring up into the blackness, one
hand on the shotgun, resolved not to close his eyes the whole
night. He had not had an opportunity to secrete his five pounds
of gold, and it lay in the ammunition box at the head of his bunk.
But, try as he would, he at last dozed off with the weight of his
dust heavy on his soul. Had he not inadvertently fallen asleep
with his mind in such condition, the somnambulic demon would not