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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Island Nights' Entertainments by Robert Louis Stevenson: eye on her."
Now, this word struck in Keawe's mind; for he was muddled with what
he had been drinking.
"I should not wonder but she was false, indeed," thought he. "Why
else should she be so cast down at my release? But I will show her
I am not the man to be fooled. I will catch her in the act."
Accordingly, when they were back in town, Keawe bade the boatswain
wait for him at the corner, by the old calaboose, and went forward
up the avenue alone to the door of his house. The night had come
again; there was a light within, but never a sound; and Keawe crept
about the corner, opened the back door softly, and looked in.
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