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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, etc. by Oscar Wilde: trencher but a pile of dust. Virginia knelt down beside the
skeleton, and, folding her little hands together, began to pray
silently, while the rest of the party looked on in wonder at the
terrible tragedy whose secret was now disclosed to them.
'Hallo!' suddenly exclaimed one of the twins, who had been looking
out of the window to try and discover in what wing of the house the
room was situated. 'Hallo! the old withered almond-tree has
blossomed. I can see the flowers quite plainly in the moonlight.'
'God has forgiven him,' said Virginia gravely, as she rose to her
feet, and a beautiful light seemed to illumine her face.
'What an angel you are!' cried the young Duke, and he put his arm
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