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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: wasn't--he was obviously a man of the world, and the way he apologised...I
have enough faith in my own power and beauty to know I could make a man
treat me just as I wanted to be treated."...It floated into her dreams--
that sweet scent of cigarette smoke. And then she remembered that she had
heard nobody go down the stone stairs. Was it possible that the strange
man was still there?...The thought was too absurd--Life didn't play tricks
like that--and yet--she was quite conscious of his nearness. Very quietly
she got up, unhooked from the back of the door a long white gown, buttoned
it on--smiling slyly. She did not know what was going to happen. She only
thought: "Oh, what fun!" and that they were playing a delicious game--this
strange man and she. Very gently she turned the door-handle, screwing up
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