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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Jolly Corner by Henry James: sentinel guarding a treasure. Brydon was to know afterwards, was
to recall and make out, the particular thing he had believed during
the rest of his descent. He saw, in its great grey glimmering
margin, the central vagueness diminish, and he felt it to be taking
the very form toward which, for so many days, the passion of his
curiosity had yearned. It gloomed, it loomed, it was something, it
was somebody, the prodigy of a personal presence.
Rigid and conscious, spectral yet human, a man of his own substance
and stature waited there to measure himself with his power to
dismay. This only could it be - this only till he recognised, with
his advance, that what made the face dim was the pair of raised
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