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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from When a Man Marries by Mary Roberts Rinehart: inch of it." Max had come up, in a dressing gown, and was
watching me insolently.
"I think we have seen the last of him," he said. "I'm sorry, Kit,
to nip the little romance in the bud. The fellow was crazy about
you--there's no doubt of it. But I've been watching him from the
beginning, and I think I'm upheld. Whether he went down the water
spout, or across a board to the next house--"
"I--I dislike him intensely," I said angrily, "but you would not
dare to say that to his face. He could strangle you with one
hand."
Max laughed disagreeably.
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