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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: Mr. Wilding listened, and considered what to do. His first impulse was
to join the fray. But, bethinking him that there could be little place
for him in the confusion that must prevail by now, he reconsidered the
matter, and his thoughts returning to Ruth - the wife for whom he had
been at such pains to preserve himself on the very brink of death - he
resolved to endanger himself no further for that night.
He dropped back into the ditch, and waded, ankle deep in slime, to the
other side. There he crawled out, and gaining the moor lay down awhile
to breathe his lungs. But not for long. The dawn was creeping pale
and ghostly across the solid earth, and a faint fresh breeze was
stirring and driving the mist in wispy shrouds before it. If he
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