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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: "You're on," said Norberg.
Half an hour later I stood before the cottage, set
primly in the center of a great lot that extended for
half a square on all sides. A winter-sodden, bare enough
sight it was in the gray of that March day. But it was
not long before Alma Pflugel, standing in the midst of it,
the March winds flapping her neat skirts about her ankles,
filled it with a blaze of color. As she talked, a row of
stately hollyhocks, pink, and scarlet, and saffron,
reared their heads against the cottage sides. The chill
March air became sweet with the scent of heliotrope, and
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