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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: he tried the second and third, and they too would not stir.
He came to me next and tried to drag me out of the stall by force;
of course that was no use. He tried us all by turns
and then left the stable.
No doubt we were very foolish, but danger seemed to be all round,
and there was nobody we knew to trust in, and all was strange and uncertain.
The fresh air that had come in through the open door made it
easier to breathe, but the rushing sound overhead grew louder,
and as I looked upward through the bars of my empty rack I saw a red light
flickering on the wall. Then I heard a cry of "Fire!" outside,
and the old hostler quietly and quickly came in; he got one horse out,
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