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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson: it's strange!"
I had no skill of swimming, Essen Water being small in our
neighbourhood; but when I laid hold upon the yard with both arms,
and kicked out with both feet, I soon begun to find that I was
moving. Hard work it was, and mortally slow; but in about an
hour of kicking and splashing, I had got well in between the
points of a sandy bay surrounded by low hills.
The sea was here quite quiet; there was no sound of any surf; the
moon shone clear; and I thought in my heart I had never seen a
place so desert and desolate. But it was dry land; and when at
last it grew so shallow that I could leave the yard and wade
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