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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf: Yes, she would marry him. And she stepped slowly, quietly on shore.
Probably she said one word only, letting her hand rest still in his. I
will marry you, she might have said, with her hand in his; but no more.
Time after time the same thrill had passed between them--obviously it
had, Lily thought, smoothing a way for her ants. She was not
inventing; she was only trying to smooth out something she had been
given years ago folded up; something she had seen. For in the rough
and tumble of daily life, with all those children about, all those
visitors, one had constantly a sense of repetition--of one thing
falling where another had fallen, and so setting up an echo which
chimed in the air and made it full of vibrations.
To the Lighthouse |
