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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: pressure which, though insufficient to give her pain, made her
sensible of his great personal strength, his hand closing on her
like the gripe of a manacle.
"Shall I take the harp?" she said, in a timid voice; "is--is
the shadow falling upon you?"
Instead of replying, he led her to the window of the apartment,
which commanded a view of the field of the slain, with all its
horrors. It was thick spread with dead and wounded, and the
spoilers were busy tearing the clothes from the victims of war
and feudal ambition, with as much indifference as if they had not
been of the same species, and themselves exposed, perhaps to-
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