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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: Teresa, give me but a moment. All shall yet be well. I have
buried the hoard under a cypress, immediately beyond the
bayou, on the left-hand margin of the path; beautiful, bright
things, they now lie whelmed in slime; you shall find them
there, if needful. But come, let us to the house; it is time
to eat against our journey of the night: to eat and then to
sleep, my poor Teresa: then to sleep.' And he looked upon
me out of bloodshot eyes, shaking his head as if in pity.
We went hurriedly, for he kept murmuring that he had been
gone too long, and that the servants might suspect; passed
through the airy stretch of the verandah; and came at length
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