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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: way cautiously over the debris of the great floor, there came
a sight which for the time excluded all other matters.
It was
the neatly huddled array of three sledges in that farther angle
of the ramp’s lower and outward-projecting course which had hitherto
been screened from our view. There they were - the three sledges
missing from Lake’s camp - shaken by a hard usage which must have
included forcible dragging along great reaches of snowless masonry
and debris, as well as much hand portage over utterly unnavigable
places. They were carefully and intelligently packed and strapped,
and contained things memorably familiar enough: the gasoline stove,
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