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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling: speak now, and he refuged himself on Hugh's sound shoulder,
and stretched out, and lay all still.'
'Dead?' said Una, turning up a white face in the dusk.
'That was his good fortune. To die in the King's presence, and
on the breast of the most gentlest, truest knight of his own house.
Some of us envied him,' said Sir Richard, and fell back to take
Swallow's bridle.
'Turn left here,' Puck called ahead of them from under an oak.
They ducked down a narrow path through close ash plantation.
The children hurried forward, but cutting a corner charged
full-abreast into the thorn-faggot that old Hobden was carrying
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