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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The American by Henry James: it is my dream!"
Newman gave a loud laugh. It seemed to him hardly worth while to be
the wife of the Marquis de Bellegarde, a daughter of the crusaders,
heiress of six centuries of glories and traditions, to have centred
one's aspirations upon the sight of a couple of hundred young ladies
kicking off young men's hats. It struck him as a theme for the moralist;
but he had no time to moralize upon it. The curtain rose again;
M. de Bellegarde returned, and Newman went back to his seat.
He observed that Valentin de Bellegarde had taken his place
in the baignoire of Mademoiselle Nioche, behind this young lady
and her companion, where he was visible only if one carefully
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