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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: was about to croak he tells me a whole bunch of outlaws was
headin' in there, doo to-morrer. An' if I wanted to rescoo the
gurl I hed to be hurryin'. There was five fellers left in the
cabin.
I went hack to the thicket where I hed left my hoss, an' loaded
up with two more guns an' another belt, an' busted a fresh box of
shells. If I recollect proper, I got some cigarettes, too.
Well, I mozied back to the cabin. It was a boo-tiful moonshiny
night, an' I wondered if ole Bill's gun was as purty as I'd
heerd. The grass growed long round the cabin, an' I crawled up
to the door without startin' anythin'. Then I figgered. There
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