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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: to think you were never going to bring up the subject again. And
now that I have offered myself you haven't even accepted."
With both hands on her shoulders he held her at arm's-length from
him and looked long into her eyes, no longer cool but seemingly
pervaded with a golden flush. The lids drooped and yet bravely did
not droop as she returned his gaze. Then he fondly and solemnly
drew her to him.
"And how about that hearth and saddle of your own?" he asked, a
moment later.
"I well-nigh won to them. The grass house is my hearth, and the
Martha my saddle, and--and look at all the trees I've planted, to
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