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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: behind him.
"Look, friend," said Babo to the cook, "here I have some of the
same medicine. Give me the two hundred pennies that the master
would not take, and I'll cure her for you as sound as a bottle."
"Very well," said the cook, and he counted out the two hundred
pennies, and Babo slipped them into his pocket. He bade the woman
open her mouth, and when she had done so he poured all the stuff
down her throat at once.
"Ugh!" said she, and therewith rolled up her eyes, and lay as
stiff and dumb as a herring in a box.
When the cook saw what Babo had done, he snatched up the rolling-pin and made at him to pound his
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