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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: not seem embarrassed by the meeting, but threw us his remarks
like favours, and strode magisterially by us towards the
shaft and tunnel.
Presently we heard his voice raised to his companion. "We
drifted every sort of way, but couldn't strike the ledge."
Then again: "It pinched out here." And once more: "Every
minor that ever worked upon it says there's bound to be a
ledge somewhere."
These were the snatches of his talk that reached us, and they
had a damning significance. We, the lords of Silverado, had
come face to face with our superior. It is the worst of all
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