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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Coxon Fund by Henry James: not knowing certain people who aided her and whom she doubtless
patronised in turn for their luck in not knowing me. I dare say I
should have got on with her better if she had had a ray of
imagination--if it had occasionally seemed to occur to her to
regard Saltram's expressions of his nature in any other manner than
as separate subjects of woe. They were all flowers of his
character, pearls strung on an endless thread; but she had a
stubborn little way of challenging them one after the other, as if
she never suspected that he HAD a character, such as it was, or
that deficiencies might be organic; the irritating effect of a mind
incapable of a generalisation. One might doubtless have overdone
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