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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: like an outrider. Bags and boxes and a second-hand stove
were to follow close upon our heels by Hanson's team.
It was a beautiful still day; the sky was one field of azure.
Not a leaf moved, not a speck appeared in heaven. Only from
the summit of the mountain one little snowy wisp of cloud
after another kept detaching itself, like smoke from a
volcano, and blowing southward in some high stream of air:
Mount Saint Helena still at her interminable task, making the
weather, like a Lapland witch.
By noon we had come in sight of the mill: a great brown
building, half-way up the hill, big as a factory, two stories
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