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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre: The fowler waits, in the mild sunlight of the autumn morning.
Suddenly, great excitement in the cages. The Chaffinches chirp
their rallying-cry:
'Pinck! Pinck!'
There is something happening in the sky. The Sambe, quick! They
are coming, the simpletons; they swoop down upon the treacherous
floor. With a rapid movement, the man in ambush pulls his string.
The nets close and the whole flock is caught.
Man has wild beast's blood in his veins. The fowler hastens to the
slaughter. With his thumb, he stifles the beating of the captives'
hearts, staves in their skulls. The little birds, so many piteous
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