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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Father Goriot by Honore de Balzac: in some sort a survey of his conscience. After a close scrutiny,
after hesitation and self-examination, his honor at any rate came
out scatheless from this sharp and terrible ordeal, like a bar of
iron tested in the English fashion. He remembered Father Goriot's
confidences of the evening before; he recollected the rooms taken
for him in the Rue d'Artois, so that he might be near Delphine;
and then he thought of his letter, and read it again and kissed
it.
"Such a love is my anchor of safety," he said to himself. "How
the old man's heart must have been wrung! He says nothing about
all that he has been through; but who could not guess? Well,
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