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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: should say, measured by the pace at which he left when once I had
set him upon his horse.'
'You set him on his horse, fool? How long was that ago?'
'How long! Well, it might be one hour, and it might be two. I'm
no reckoner of time, that keeps its own score like an innkeeper,
without my help. Lawks! how he did gallop off, working those long
spurs he wore right into the ribs of the horse. And little wonder,
poor man, and he daft, not being able to speak, but only to bleat
sheeplike, and fallen upon by robbers on the king's roads, and in
broad daylight. But Billy cut him loose and caught his horse and
set him on it, and got this piece for his good charity. Lawks! but
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