The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Garden Party by Katherine Mansfield:|
things. It was all right. Everything was.
The gentle pressure of her hand was so calming that he put his over hers to
hold it there. And she said:
"Stand still. I want to look at you. I haven't seen you yet. You've had
your beard beautifully trimmed, and you look--younger, I think, and
decidedly thinner! Bachelor life agrees with you."
"Agrees with me!" He groaned for love and caught her close again. And
again, as always, he had the feeling that he was holding something that
never was quite his--his. Something too delicate, too precious, that would
fly away once he let go.
"For God's sake let's get off to the hotel so that we can be by ourselves!"