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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: Doctor Lombard led the way into a small room. The dark panelling
of this apartment was irradiated by streams of yellow light
slanting through the disbanded thunder clouds, and in the central
brightness hung a picture concealed by a curtain of faded velvet.
"A little too bright, Sybilla," said Doctor Lombard. His face
had grown solemn, and his mouth twitched nervously as his
daughter drew a linen drapery across the upper part of the
window.
"That will do--that will do." He turned impressively to Wyant.
"Do you see the pomegranate bud in this rug? Place yourself
there--keep your left foot on it, please. And now, Sybilla, draw
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