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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris: gnashing the rocks to powder with its long iron teeth,
vomiting them out again in a thin stream of wet gray mud.
Its enormous maw, fed night and day with the car-boys'
loads, gorged itself with gravel, and spat out the gold,
grinding the rocks between its jaws, glutted, as it were,
with the very entrails of the earth, and growling over its
endless meal, like some savage animal, some legendary
dragon, some fabulous beast, symbol of inordinate and
monstrous gluttony.
McTeague had left the Overland train at Colfax, and the same
afternoon had ridden some eight miles across the mountains
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