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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: calls. Indeed, when I mentioned them on one or two occasions,
they stared at me and said it was strange that he should have
come and gone as they saw nothing of him.
On my speaking again of the matter, Bickley at once turned the
conversation, from which I gathered that he believed me to be
suffering from delusions consequent on my illness, or perhaps to
have taken to dreaming. This was not wonderful since, as I
learned afterwards, Bickley, after he was sure that I was asleep,
made a practice of tying a thread across my doorway and of
ascertaining at the dawn that it remained unbroken. But Oro was
not to be caught in that way. I suppose, as it was impossible for
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