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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: with a thousand vague, wild rumors--but the very wildest surmises
fell short of the real truth.
Perhaps Myles was somewhat pale when he entered the office;
certainly his nerves were in a tremor, for his heart told him
that something very portentous was about to befall him. The Earl
sat at the table, and in the seat that Sir James Lee usually
occupied; Lord George half sat, half leaned in the window-place.
Sir James stood with his back to the empty fireplace, and his
hands clasped behind him. All three were very serious.
"Give thee good den, Myles Falworth," said the Earl, as Myles
bowed first to him and then to the others; "and I would have thee
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