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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: with allusions--allusions?... Excuse me! There's something up
behind that locked door! The keyhole! In the interests of
public morality--yes, Sir, as a pure good man--I insist--I'LL
look--it won't hurt me--I insist on looking my duty--M'm'm--the
keyhole!'"
He kicked his legs about extravagantly, and I laughed again.
"That's Grundy in one mood, Ponderevo. It isn't Mrs. Grundy.
That's one of the lies we tell about women. They're too simple.
Simple! Woman ARE simple! They take on just what men tell 'em."
Ewart meditated for a space. "Just exactly as it's put to them,"
he said, and resumed the moods of Mr. Grundy.
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