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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: Its muzzle, young-looking, with the nether lip drawn up like
that of a fish, nostrils distended and ears pressed back from
fear, kept up for a few seconds near Nikita's shoulder and then
began to fall behind.
'Just see what liquor does!' said Nikita. 'They've tired that
little horse to death. What pagans!'
For a few minutes they heard the panting of the tired little
horse and the drunken shouting of the peasants. Then the
panting and the shouts died away, and around them nothing could
be heard but the whistling of the wind in their ears and now
and then the squeak of their sledge-runners over a windswept
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