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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: "No," she answered, and her firmness matched his own. "I will not have
you slain."
"`Tis not my purpose - not just yet. But I must save the others. God
forgive me if I offer violence to a woman," he added, "and lay rude
hands upon her. Do not compel me to it." He advanced upon her, but
she, lithe and quick, evaded him, and sprang for the middle of the room.
He wheeled about, his selfcontrol all slipping from him now. Suddenly
she darted to the window, and with the hand that clenched the key she
smote a pane with all her might. There was a smash of shivering glass,
followed an instant later by a faint tinkle on the stones below, and
the hand that she still held out covered itself all with blood.
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