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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Secret Sharer by Joseph Conrad: a stubborn if not a steadfast operation; something of which I should have
been perfectly incapable.
"I reckoned it would be dark before we closed with the land,"
he continued, so low that I had to strain my hearing near
as we were to each other, shoulder touching shoulder almost.
"So I asked to speak to the old man. He always seemed
very sick when he came to see me--as if he could not look
me in the face. You know, that foresail saved the ship.
She was too deep to have run long under bare poles.
And it was I that managed to set it for him. Anyway, he came.
When I had him in my cabin--he stood by the door looking
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