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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson: spied among the rest the body of a very young lad, whose face was
somehow hauntingly familiar to him.
He halted his troop, dismounted, and raised the lad's head. As he
did so, the hood fell back, and a profusion of long brown hair
unrolled itself. At the same time the eyes opened.
"Ah! lion driver!" said a feeble voice. "She is farther on. Ride
- ride fast!"
And then the poor young lady fainted once again.
One of Dick's men carried a flask of some strong cordial, and with
this Dick succeeded in reviving consciousness. Then he took
Joanna's friend upon his saddlebow, and once more pushed toward the
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