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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: forty years of age, of an ironical snuffy countenance, and arrayed
in the green tail-coat of the country. He overtook us hand over
hand, and stopped to consider our pitiful advance.
'Your donkey,' says he, 'is very old?'
I told him, I believed not.
Then, he supposed, we had come far.
I told him, we had but newly left Monastier.
'ET VOUS MARCHEZ COMME CA!' cried he; and, throwing back his head,
he laughed long and heartily. I watched him, half prepared to feel
offended, until he had satisfied his mirth; and then, 'You must
have no pity on these animals,' said he; and, plucking a switch out
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