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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of Unrest by Joseph Conrad: apart from the others, he leaned on his elbow with inclined head; and
near him a youth improvised in a high tone a song that celebrated
his valour and wisdom. The singer rocked himself to and fro, rolling
frenzied eyes; old women hobbled about with dishes, and men, squatting
low, lifted their heads to listen gravely without ceasing to eat. The
song of triumph vibrated in the night, and the stanzas rolled out
mournful and fiery like the thoughts of a hermit. He silenced it with
a sign, "Enough!" An owl hooted far away, exulting in the delight of
deep gloom in dense foliage; overhead lizards ran in the attap thatch,
calling softly; the dry leaves of the roof rustled; the rumour of
mingled voices grew louder suddenly. After a circular and startled
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