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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: in the black small hours, even though we lacked at that time the
special horror of graveyards which later experiences brought to
us. We carried spades and oil dark lanterns, for although electric
torches were then manufactured, they were not as satisfactory
as the tungsten contrivances of today. The process of unearthing
was slow and sordid -- it might have been gruesomely poetical
if we had been artists instead of scientists -- and we were glad
when our spades struck wood. When the pine box was fully uncovered,
West scrambled down and removed the lid, dragging out and propping
up the contents. I reached down and hauled the contents out of
the grave, and then both toiled hard to restore the spot to its
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