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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: entombed in dust.
We came to the sepulchre and entered.
"Well," said Bickley, seating himself on the edge of one of the
coffins and holding up his lamp to look about him, "this place
seems fairly empty. No one is keeping the assignation, Arbuthnot,
although the sun is well down."
As he spoke the words Yva stood before us. Whence she came we
did not see, for all our backs were turned at the moment of her
arrival. But there she was, calm, beautiful, radiating light.
Chapter XXIII
In the Temple of Fate
When the World Shook |
