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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson: beams of the ship that was my prison, I could have cried aloud
for gladness. The man with the green eyes was the first to
descend the ladder, and I noticed that he came somewhat
unsteadily. He was followed by the captain. Neither said a
word; but the first set to and examined me, and dressed my wound
as before, while Hoseason looked me in my face with an odd, black
look.
"Now, sir, you see for yourself," said the first: "a high fever,
no appetite, no light, no meat: you see for yourself what that
means."
"I am no conjurer, Mr. Riach," said the captain.
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