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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: face with his hands; the tall man put his hand on the short man's
shoulder and whispered into his ear. The dry wood of the fires
crackled, the Illanuns slept, cooked, talked, but with their
weapons at hand. An armed man or two came up to stare at the
prisoners and then returned to their fire. The two whites sank
down in the sand in front of Daman. Their clothes were soiled,
there was sand in their hair. The tall man had lost his hat; the
glass in the eye of the short man glittered very much; his back
was muddy and one sleeve of his coat torn up to the elbow.
All this Hassim saw and then retreated undetected to that part of
the shore where Immada waited for him, keeping the canoe afloat.
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