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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: dim light he recognized the girl who was the cause of all his
troubles.
She sprang toward him with outstretched hands, but as he advanced
her face changed and she shrank back abashed.
"This is a misunderstanding--a dreadful misunderstanding," she
cried out in her pretty broken English. "Oh, how does it happen
that you are here?"
"Through no choice of my own, madam, I assure you!" retorted
Tony, not over-pleased by his reception.
"But why--how--how did you make this unfortunate mistake?"
"Why, madam, if you'll excuse my candour, I think the mistake was
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