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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: Montezuma groaned aloud and I groaned, for we saw that the face was
the thin pale face of the princess Papantzin--Papantzin who had
lain four days in the grave. On she came toward us, gliding like
one who walks in her sleep, till she stopped before the bush in the
shadow of which we stood. Now Papantzin, or the ghost of
Papantzin, looked at us with blind eyes, that is with eyes that
were open and yet did not seem to see.
'Are you there, Montezuma, my brother?' she said in the voice of
Papantzin; 'surely I feel your presence though I cannot see you.'
Now Montezuma stepped from the shadow and stood face to face with
the dead.
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