The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells:|
a guide-book, but a little thin volume of poetry--BOUND. She glanced
at his face--it seemed a refined pleasant face to her hasty glance.
He wore a little gilt pince-nez. "Do you think she lives there
now?" said Fanny, and Miss Winchelsea's inspection came to an end.
For the rest of the journey Miss Winchelsea talked little, and what
she said was as pleasant and as stamped with refinement as she
could make it. Her voice was always low and clear and pleasant,
and she took care that on this occasion it was particularly low and
clear and pleasant. As they came under the white cliffs the young
man put his book of poetry away, and when at last the train stopped
beside the boat, he displayed a graceful alacrity with the impedimenta