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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: trickling inch-deep sheet of water. Green things softened the
hard, dry aspect of the desert. There were birds and parrots and
deer and wild boars. All these Madeline remarked with clear
eyes, with remarkable susceptibility of attention; but what she
strained to see, what she yearned for, prayed for, was straight,
unobstructed road.
But the road began to wind up; it turned and twisted in
tantalizing lazy curves; it was in no hurry to surmount a hill
that began to assume proportions of a mountain; it was leisurely,
as were all things in Mexico except strife. That was quick,
fierce, bloody--it was Spanish.
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