The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton:|
at his back, reinforced by the yelping mob. The walls were too
high to scale, and for all his courage Tony's breath came short
as he paced the masonry cage in which ill-luck had landed him.
Suddenly a gate opened in one of the walls, and a slip of a
servant wench looked out and beckoned him. There was no time to
weigh chances. Tony dashed through the gate, his rescuer slammed
and bolted it, and the two stood in a narrow paved well between
The servant picked up a lantern and signed to Tony to follow her.
They climbed a squalid stairway of stone, felt their way along a