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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Gambara by Honore de Balzac: ran down-stairs, and in a few minutes they were with Marianna.
As they went in, Gambara threw himself into his wife's arms, but she
drew back a step and turned away her head; the husband also drew back
and beamed on the Count.
"Oh, monsieur!" said Gambara in a husky voice, "you might have left me
my illusions." He hung his head, and then fell.
"What have you done to him? He is dead drunk!" cried Marianna, looking
down at her husband with a mingled expression of pity and disgust.
The Count, with the help of his servant, picked up Gambara and laid
him on his bed.
Then Andrea left, his heart exultant with horrible gladness.
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