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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: Yesterday morning in the quiet sunlight, she turned so slowly and
lazily in the great harbour at Portland, and bye and bye slipped
out past the long pier with so little stir, that I could hardly
believe we were really off. No men drunk, no women crying, no
singing or swearing, no confusion or bustle on deck - nobody
apparently aware that they had anything to do. The look of the
thing was that the ship had been spoken to civilly and had kindly
undertaken to do everything that was necessary without any further
interference. I have a nice cabin with plenty of room for my legs
in my berth and have slept two nights like a top. Then we have the
ladies' cabin set apart as an engineer's office, and I think this
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