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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells: the thing was manned, in some places three deep. One
of the marksmen knelt up. "They're putting it on the
carrier--that's what they're after."
He rose to his feet, his friend rose also. "What's
the good? " said his friend. "We've got no aeronauts."
"That's what they're doing anyhow." He looked at
his rifle, looked at the struggling crowd, and suddenly
turning to the wounded man. "Mind these, mate," he
said, handing his carbine and cartridge belt; and in a
moment he was running towards the aeropile. For a
quarter of an hour he was a perspiring Titan, lugging,
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