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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: to us more often and grew sweeter and sharper as the
afternoon declined. But still there was no word of Hanson.
I set to with pick and shovel, and deepened the pool behind
the shaft, till we were sure of sufficient water for the
morning; and by the time I had finished, the sun had begun to
go down behind the mountain shoulder, the platform was
plunged in quiet shadow, and a chill descended from the sky.
Night began early in our cleft. Before us, over the margin
of the dump, we could see the sun still striking aslant into
the wooded nick below, and on the battlemented, pine-
bescattered ridges on the farther side.
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