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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: teeth, he fought like a hyena. He was fighting for life--life, which is never
so dear as to a coward and a murderer. Doom glared from Joe's big eyes, and
scream after scream issued from the renegade's white lips.
Terrible was this struggle, but brief. Joe seemingly had the strength of ten
men. Twice he pulled Girty down as a wolf drags a deer. He dashed him against
the wall, throwing him nearing and nearer the knife. Once within reach of the
blade Joe struck the renegade a severe blow on the temple and the villain's
wrestling became weaker. Planting his heavy knee on Girty's breast, Joe
reached for the knife, and swung it high. Exultantly he cried, mad with lust
for the brute's blood.
But the slight delay saved Girty's life.
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