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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: he corrected by a spasmodic straightening of the shoulders
whenever a glass confronted him: a tired middle-aged man,
baffled, beaten, worn out.
As he summed himself up thus for the third or fourth time the
door opened and he turned with a thrill of relief to greet his
guest. But it was only the man-servant who entered, advancing
silently over the mossy surface of the old Turkey rug.
"Mr. Ascham telephones, sir, to say he's unexpectedly detained
and can't be here till eight-thirty."
Granice made a curt gesture of annoyance. It was becoming harder
and harder for him to control these reflexes. He turned on his
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