The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton:|
divinities who, below the surface of our deeds and passions,
silently forge the fatal weapons of the dead.
A knock roused him and looking up he saw his wife. He met her
glance in silence, and she faltered out, "Are you ill?"
The words restored his self-possession. "Ill? Of course not.
They told me you were out and I came upstairs."
The books lay between them on the table; he wondered when she
would see them. She lingered tentatively on the threshold, with
the air of leaving his explanation on his hands. She was not the
kind of woman who could be counted on to fortify an excuse by