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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: track with precipitation; the steepness of the slope, the continual
agile turning of the line of the descent, and the old unwearied
hope of finding something new in a new country, all conspired to
lend me wings. Yet a little lower and a stream began, collecting
itself together out of many fountains, and soon making a glad noise
among the hills. Sometimes it would cross the track in a bit of
waterfall, with a pool, in which Modestine refreshed her feet.
The whole descent is like a dream to me, so rapidly was it
accomplished. I had scarcely left the summit ere the valley had
closed round my path, and the sun beat upon me, walking in a
stagnant lowland atmosphere. The track became a road, and went up
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