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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Pellucidar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: terest I watched his first attempt. Close at my hand lay
my pile of rocks. Slowly the beast came to his three good
feet. He stretched himself, lowered his head, and lapped
water from the drinking-shell at his side, turned and
looked at me, and then hobbled off toward the cliffs.
Thrice he traversed the entire extent of our prison,
seeking, I imagine, a loop-hole for escape, but finding
none he returned in my direction. Slowly he came quite
close to me, sniffed at my shoes, my puttees, my hands,
and then limped off a few feet and lay down again.
Now that he was able to get around, I was a little un-
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