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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: "Do you mean to insinuate I haven't grown up?" she mocked. "Thank
you! Look OUT!" she cried suddenly, "the Boojum will catch us," and
picking up her skirts she fairly flew down the narrow stairs. Orde
could hear the light swish of her draperies down the hall, and then
the pat of her feet on the stair carpet of the lower flight.
He followed rather dreamily. A glance into the sitting-room showed
the group gathered close around the fire listening to Lem Collin's
attempt at a ghost story. She was not there. He found her, then,
in the parlour. She was kneeling on the floor before the glass
cabinet of curiosities, and she had quite flattened her little nose
against the pane. At his exclamation she looked up with a laugh.
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