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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James: looked at through the grim glasses of a bride who, as he had said
to some one, couldn't really, when you came to find out, see her
hand before her face. He had conducted himself like any other
jockeyed customer--he had returned the animal as unsound. He had
backed out in his own way, giving the business, by some sharp
shuffle, such a turn as to make the rupture ostensibly Flora's, but
he had none the less remorselessly and basely backed out. He had
cared for her lovely face, cared for it in the amused and haunted
way it had been her poor little delusive gift to make men care; and
her lovely face, damn it, with the monstrous gear she had begun to
rig upon it, was just what had let him in. He had in the judgment
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