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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson: market-place. It lay empty as before.
"I like not this quietude," he said. "Doubtless they prepare us
some surprise."
And, as if in answer to his remark, the archers began once more to
advance against the barricade, and the arrows to fall thick. But
there was something hesitating in the attack. They came not on
roundly, but seemed rather to await a further signal.
Dick looked uneasily about him, spying for a hidden danger. And
sure enough, about half way up the little street, a door was
suddenly opened from within, and the house continued, for some
seconds, and both by door and window, to disgorge a torrent of
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