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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: rip upon herself. The information she had volunteered had had an
effect diametrically opposite to that which she had intended. She
seemed terribly impotent; as though she were being swept from her
feet and borne onward by some swift and remorseless current, whether
she would or no.
The Pug, in his curious whisper, was talking to her: "Pinkie knows
de way in. We don't want any row in dere, on account of Charlie.
We ain't fer puttin' his place on de rough, an' gettin' him raided
by de bulls. Charlie's all to de good. See? Well, dat's wot 'd
likely happen if me an' Pinkie busts in on Pete an' Marny widout
sendin' in our visitin'-cards first, polite-like. Dey would pull
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