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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Last War: A World Set Free by H. G. Wells: of his long white hands to the work, so that he looked like a
pale dog gnawing a bone. Suppose they caught his men, what
should he do? Suppose they caught his men?
The clocks in the light gold-capped belfries of the town below
presently intimated the half-hour after midday.
Of course, he and Pestovitch had thought it out. Even if they
had caught those men, they were pledged to secrecy.... Probably
they would be killed in the catching.... One could deny anyhow,
deny and deny.
And then he became aware of half a dozen little shining specks
very high in the blue.... Pestovitch came out to him presently.
The Last War: A World Set Free | 
