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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: kind of calculating machine--the different arcs and speeds of the birds
must be allowed for, and the lowest was ninety yards away. Then, with
something like a prayer upon my lips, I pressed while every eye stared
upwards.
Down came the lower falcon; a pause of half a second, and down came the
higher one also, falling dead upon its dead mate!
Now, even from those Boers, who did not love to see an Englishman excel,
there broke a shout of acclamation. Never had they beheld such a shot
as this; nor in truth had I.
"Mynheer Retief," I said, "I gave you notice that I intended to try to
kill both of them, did I not?"
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