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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: 'You seem to be unwell, sir,' said the hireling.
'I feel better now,' cried poor M'Guire: and with uneven
steps, for the pavement of the square seemed to lurch and
reel under his footing, he fled from the scene of this
disaster. Fled? Alas, from what was he fleeing? Did he not
carry that from which he fled along with him? and had he the
wings of the eagle, had he the swiftness of the ocean winds,
could he have been rapt into the uttermost quarters of the
earth, how should he escape the ruin that he carried? We
have heard of living men who have been fettered to the dead;
the grievance, soberly considered, is no more than
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