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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Door in the Wall, et. al. by H. G. Wells: black as pitch, save at the end there faintly glowed a fire. The
crowd closed in behind him and shut out all but the faintest
glimmer of day, and before he could arrest himself he had fallen
headlong over the feet of a seated man. His arm, outflung, struck
the face of someone else as he went down; he felt the soft impact
of features and heard a cry of anger, and for a moment he struggled
against a number of hands that clutched him. It was a one-sided
fight. An inkling of the situation came to him and he lay quiet.
"I fell down," be said; I couldn't see in this pitchy
darkness."
There was a pause as if the unseen persons about him tried to
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