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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Within the Tides by Joseph Conrad: wound, would have been an inexpressible relief. It would have
soothed all his fears. His soul cried within him to that dead man
whom he had never found wanting in danger. "Why don't you tell me
what I am to look for, Tom? Why don't you?" But in rigid
immobility, extended on his back, he seemed to preserve an austere
silence, as if disdaining in the finality of his awful knowledge to
hold converse with the living.
Suddenly Byrne flung himself on his knees by the side of the body,
and dry-eyed, fierce, opened the shirt wide on the breast, as if to
tear the secret forcibly from that cold heart which had been so
loyal to him in life! Nothing! Nothing! He raised the lamp, and
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