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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Sons of the Soil by Honore de Balzac: the gleaning."
"Stop the gleaning!" cried the whole tavern, with one voice, in which
the shrill tones of the four women predominated.
"Yes," said Mouche, "he is going to issue an order, and Groison is to
take it round, and post it up all over the canton. No one is to glean
except those who have pauper certificates."
"And what's more," said Fourchon, "the folks from the other districts
won't be allowed here at all."
"What's that?" cried Bonnebault, "do you mean to tell me that neither
my grandmother nor I, nor your mother, Godain, can come here and
glean? Here's tomfoolery for you; a pretty show of authority! Why, the
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