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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: the enclosure.
Then he commenced his stealthy search of the village.
First toward the Arab tents he made his way, sniffing
and listening. He passed behind them searching for some
sign of Meriem. Not even the wild Arab curs heard his
passage, so silently he went--a shadow passing through shadows.
The odor of tobacco told him that the Arabs were smoking before
their tents. The sound of laughter fell upon his ears, and then
from the opposite side of the village came the notes of a once
familiar tune: God Save the King. Korak halted in perplexity.
Who might it be--the tones were those of a man. He recalled
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