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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Maitre Cornelius by Honore de Balzac: the hall in which they had been sitting. At the first floor up the
young man paused.
"No, no," said Cornelius. "The devil! this nook is the place where the
king takes his ease."
The architect had constructed the room given to the apprentice under
the pointed roof of the tower in which the staircase wound. It was a
little room, all of stone, cold and without ornament of any kind. The
tower stood in the middle of the facade on the courtyard, which, like
the courtyards of all provincial houses, was narrow and dark. At the
farther end, through an iron railing, could be seen a wretched garden
in which nothing grew but the mulberries which Cornelius had
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