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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: things, swing it on his shoulder, and away up the two crazy
ladders and the breakneck spout of rolling mineral,
familiarly termed a path, that led from the cart-track to our
house. Even for a man unburthened, the ascent was toilsome
and precarious; but Irvine sealed it with a light foot,
carrying box after box, as the hero whisks the stage child up
the practicable footway beside the waterfall of the fifth
act. With so strong a helper, the business was speedily
transacted. Soon the assayer's office was thronged with our
belongings, piled higgledy-piggledy, and upside down, about
the floor. There were our boxes, indeed, but my wife had
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