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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: the rose Dubarry drawing-rooms had begun to display their
"Grindles."
I turned to Mrs. Gisburn, who had lingered to give a lump of
sugar to her spaniel in the dining-room.
"Why HAS he chucked painting?" I asked abruptly.
She raised her eyebrows with a hint of good-humoured surprise.
"Oh, he doesn't HAVE to now, you know; and I want him to enjoy
himself," she said quite simply.
I looked about the spacious white-panelled room, with its
famille-verte vases repeating the tones of the pale damask
curtains, and its eighteenth-century pastels in delicate faded
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