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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Commission in Lunacy by Honore de Balzac: woman as being built on piles. The widow wore a green gown trimmed
with chinchilla, which looked on her as a splash of dirty oil would
look on a bride's veil. In short, everything about her harmonized with
her last words: "Here I am."
"Madame," said Popinot, "you are suspected of having used some
seductive arts to induce M. d'Espard to hand over to you very
considerable sums of money."
"Of what! of what!" cried she. "Of seductive arts? But, my dear sir,
you are a man to be respected, and, moreover, as a lawyer you ought to
have some good sense. Look at me! Tell me if I am likely to seduce any
one. I cannot tie my own shoes, nor even stoop. For these twenty years
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