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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: "You see," she says, "I can do the poetry too, only it won't rhyme.
And then again:
"I am Miss Grant, sib to the Advocate:
You, I believe, are Dauvit Balfour."
I told her how much astonished I was by her genius.
"And what do you call the name of it?" she asked.
"I do not know the real name," said I. "I just call it ALAN'S AIR."
She looked at me directly in the face. "I shall call it DAVID'S AIR,"
said she; "though if it's the least like what your namesake of Israel
played to Saul I would never wonder that the king got little good by
it, for it's but melancholy music. Your other name I do not like; so
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