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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: tail when puss is on the war path.
Finally the man too got angry, and jumped down and kicked the dog,
and then took it by the scruff of the neck and half dragged
and half threw it on the tombstone on which the seat is fixed.
The moment it touched the stone the poor thing began to tremble.
It did not try to get away, but crouched down, quivering and cowering,
and was in such a pitiable state of terror that I tried,
though without effect, to comfort it.
Lucy was full of pity, too, but she did not attempt to touch the dog,
but looked at it in an agonised sort of way. I greatly fear that she is
of too super sensitive a nature to go through the world without trouble.
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