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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: peeped out between the flaps.
An exquisitely beautiful scene surprised and enthralled her gaze.
She saw a level space, green with long grass, bright with
flowers, dotted with groves of graceful firs and pines and
spruces, reaching to superb crags, rosy and golden in the
sunlight. Eager to get out where she could enjoy an unrestricted
view, she searched for her pack, found it in a corner, and then
hurriedly and quietly dressed.
Her favorite stag-hounds, Russ and Tartar, were asleep before the
door, where they had been chained. She awakened them and
loosened them, thinking the while that it must have been Stewart
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