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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from An Unsocial Socialist by George Bernard Shaw: Sir Charles looked about him. Erskine had discreetly slipped
away, and was in the road, tightening a screw in his bicycle. The
few persons who remained were out of earshot.
"Who and what the devil is he, and how do you come to know him?"
he demanded. He never swore in the presence of any lady except
his wife, and then only when they were alone.
"He is a gentleman, which is more than you are," she retorted,
and, with a cut of her whip that narrowly missed her husband's
shoulder, sent the bay plunging through the gap.
"Come along," she said to Erskine. "We shall be late for
luncheon."
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