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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: And for some time he was content to repeat that he had found
a treasure--and left it.
I made no vulgar clamour for a story, but I became attentive to Mr.
Brisher's bodily needs, and presently I led him back to the deserted
lady.
"She was a nice girl," he said--a little sadly, I thought. "AND
respectable."
He raised his eyebrows and tightened his mouth to express extreme
respectability--beyond the likes of us elderly men.
"It was a long way from 'ere. Essex, in fact. Near Colchester.
It was when I was up in London--in the buildin' trade. I was a smart
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