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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: own things, we really can't let you off from telling us exactly
what you think about Xingu; especially," she added, with a
persuasive smile, "as some people say that one of your last books
was simply saturated with it."
It was an IT, then--the assurance sped like fire through the
parched minds of the other members. In their eagerness to gain
the least little clue to Xingu they almost forgot the joy of
assisting at the discomfiture of Mrs. Dane.
The latter reddened nervously under her antagonist's direct
assault. "May I ask," she faltered out in an embarrassed tone,
"to which of my books you refer?"
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