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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The People That Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: him; but my clothes were gone; nor did I miss them once I
became accustomed to the free attire of the Galu.
At last came the time for our departure; upon the following
morning we were to set out toward the south and the Toreador
and dear old California. I had asked Ajor to go with us; but
Jor her father had refused to listen to the suggestion. No pleas
could swerve him from his decision: Ajor, the cos-ata-lo,
from whom might spring a new and greater Caspakian race, could
not be spared. I might have any other she among the Galus;
but Ajor--no!
The poor child was heartbroken; and as for me, I was slowly
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