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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Melmoth Reconciled by Honore de Balzac: God! God! . . ."
The word was echoed and re-echoed by an inner voice, til it
overwhelmed him; but his feeling of terror subsided as he heard sweet
distant sounds of music that he had caught faintly before. They were
singing in the church, he thought, and his eyes scanned the great
doorway. But as he listened more closely, the sounds poured upon him
from all sides; he looked round the square, but there was no sign of
any musicians. The melody brought visions of a distant heaven and
far-off gleams of hope; but it also quickened the remorse that had set
the lost soul in a ferment. He went on his way through Paris, walking
as men walk who are crushed beneath the burden of their sorrow, seeing
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