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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from In the South Seas by Robert Louis Stevenson: sown singly in a woman's hair like little stars, now composed in a
thick wreath. With the night, the crowd sometimes thickened in the
road, and the padding and brushing of bare feet became continuous;
the promenades mostly grave, the silence only interrupted by some
giggling and scampering of girls; even the children quiet. At
nine, bed-time struck on a bell from the cathedral, and the life of
the town ceased. At four the next morning the signal is repeated
in the darkness, and the innocent prisoners set free; but for seven
hours all must lie - I was about to say within doors, of a place
where doors, and even walls, are an exception - housed, at least,
under their airy roofs and clustered in the tents of the mosquito-
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