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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: even the darkness ceased.
But the pocket-miner fired again and again, until the revolver was empty. Then
he tossed it from him and, breathing heavily, sat down on the dead man's legs.
The miner was sobbing and struggling for breath. "Measly skunk!" he panted;
"a-campin' on my trail an' lettin' me do the work, an' then shootin' me in the
back!"
He was half crying from anger and exhaustion, He peered at the face of the
dead man. It was sprinkled with loose dirt and gravel, and it was difficult to
distinguish the features.
"Never laid eyes on him before," the miner concluded his scrutiny. "Just a
common an' ordinary thief, damn him! An' he shot me in the back! He shot me in
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