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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells: in the same direction. I turned sharply to the right. It seemed
to me even then that I heard Montgomery shouting for me to run for
my life.
Presently the ground gave rich and oozy under my feet; but I was
desperate and went headlong into it, struggled through kneedeep,
and so came to a winding path among tall canes. The noise of my
pursuers passed away to my left. In one place three strange, pink,
hopping animals, about the size of cats, bolted before my footsteps.
This pathway ran up hill, across another open space covered
with white incrustation, and plunged into a canebrake again.
Then suddenly it turned parallel with the edge of a steep-walled gap,
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