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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dawn O'Hara, The Girl Who Laughed by Edna Ferber: as she rolled a piece of white paper into a cone and
dipped a spoonful of whipped cream from a great brown
bowl heaped high with the snowy stuff. She filled the
paper cone, inserted the point of it into one end of a
hollow pastry horn, and gently squeezed. Presto! A
cream-filled Hornchen!
"Oh, Blackie!" I gasped. "Come on. I want to go in
and eat."
As we elbowed our way to the rear room separated from
the front shop only by a flimsy wooden partition, I
expected I know not what.
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