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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Jolly Corner by Henry James: the very form toward which, for so many days, the passion of his
curiosity had yearned. It gloomed, it loomed, it was something, it
was somebody, the prodigy of a personal presence.
Rigid and conscious, spectral yet human, a man of his own substance
and stature waited there to measure himself with his power to
dismay. This only could it be - this only till he recognised, with
his advance, that what made the face dim was the pair of raised
hands that covered it and in which, so far from being offered in
defiance, it was buried, as for dark deprecation. So Brydon,
before him, took him in; with every fact of him now, in the higher
light, hard and acute - his planted stillness, his vivid truth, his
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