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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: of Mabunu, or the kicks of The Sheik, my father. Then shall I
be happy. Oh, Geeka, how I wish that I were dead!"
If Geeka contemplated a remonstrance it was cut short by sounds
of altercation beyond the village gates. Meriem listened.
With the curiosity of childhood she would have liked to have run
down there and learn what it was that caused the men to talk
so loudly. Others of the village were already trooping in the
direction of the noise. But Meriem did not dare. The Sheik would
be there, doubtless, and if he saw her it would be but another
opportunity to abuse her, so Meriem lay still and listened.
Presently she heard the crowd moving up the street toward
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