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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Under the Andes by Rex Stout: the rock and crept forward. I was fully conscious of what I was
doing. I knew that if I could once draw my eyes away from that
compelling gaze the spell would be broken, but the power to do so
was not in me.
The thing had halted on the farther bank of the stream. Still
I moved forward. The water now lapped against my chest; soon it
was about my shoulders.
I was fully conscious of the fact that in another ten feet the
surface would close over my head, and that I had not the strength
to swim or fight the current; but still I went forward. I tried to
cry out, but could force no sound through my lips.
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