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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: were drying up within her. Watching her shrunken, discolored child,
she felt no suffering but for that young misery; and Luigi had no
courage to smile upon his son.
"I have wandered over Paris," he said, one day. "I know no one; can I
ask help of strangers? Vergniaud, my old sergeant, is concerned in a
conspiracy, and they have put him in prison; besides, he has already
lent me all he could spare. As for our landlord, it is over a year
since he asked me for any rent."
"But we are not in want," replied Ginevra, gently, affecting calmness.
"Every hour brings some new difficulty," continued Luigi, in a tone of
terror.
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