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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: of these conscript crowds. We had landed at Salerno, and we had
been turned back from Cava, and we had tried to cross towards
Taranto by a pass over Mount Alburno, but we had been driven back
for want of food, and so we had come down among the marshes by Paestum,
where those great temples stand alone. I had some vague idea that
by Paestum it might be possible to find a boat or something, and take
once more to sea. And there it was the battle overtook us.
"A sort of soul-blindness had me. Plainly I could see that we were
being hemmed in; that the great net of that giant Warfare had us in
its toils. Many times we had seen the levies that had come down from
the north going to and fro, and had come upon them in the distance
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