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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: precious saddle-bags in front of him should break from their
lashings, and rolling to the earth, expose to the hoofs of heretic
horses, perhaps to the gaze of heretic eyes, such a cargo of bulls,
dispensations, secret correspondences, seditious tracts, and so
forth, that at the very thought of their being seen, his head felt
loose upon his shoulders. But the future martyr behind him, Mr.
Morgan Evans, gave himself up at once to abject despair, and as he
bumped and rolled along, sought vainly for comfort in professional
ejaculations in the Latin tongue.
"Mater intemerata! Eripe me e--Ugh! I am down! Adhaesit
pavimento venter!--No! I am not! El dilectum tuum e potestate
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