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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: VII
We were none too soon. People had been reconnoitring us, the
telegraph had been at work, and we were not four hours at sea
before we ran against the gunboat that had been sent down the
coast to look for us and that would have caught us behind the
island like a beast in a trap. It was a night of driving cloud
that gave intermittent gleams of moonlight; the wind and sea were
strong and we were rolling along through a drift of rails and
mist. Suddenly the world was white with moonshine. The gunboat
came out as a long dark shape wallowing on the water to the east.
She sighted the Maud Mary at once, and fired some sort of popgun
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