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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: breathless pause. Myles was surprised at his own coolness; every
nervous tremor was gone. Before, he had been conscious of the
critical multitude looking down upon him; now it was a conflict
of man to man, and such a conflict had no terrors for his young
heart of iron.
The spectators had somehow come to the knowledge that this was to
be a more serious encounter than the two which had preceded it,
and a breathless silence fell for the moment or two that the
knights stood in place.
Once more he breathed a short prayer, "Holy Mary, guard me!"
Then again, for the third time, the Marshal raised his baton, and
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