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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: of it since the patrol of dragoons were lost there ten years
since. My father and I saw them from the tower struggling
against the advancing tide, and they were lost long before any
help could reach them."
"And they deserved it weel, the southern loons!" said Caleb;
"what had they ado capering on our sands, and hindering a wheen
honest folk frae bringing on shore a drap brandy? I hae seen
them that busy, that I wad hae fired the auld culverin or the
demi-saker that's on the south bartizan at them, only I was
feared they might burst in the ganging aff."
Caleb's brain was now fully engaged with abuse of the English
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