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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: discontented eyes towards the westward glow--forgetful, it
seemed, for a moment even of me.
"Look here, Marion," I said abruptly, "what would you marry on?"
"What IS the good?" she began.
"Would you marry on three hundred a year?"
She looked at me for a moment. "That's six pounds a week," she
said. "One could manage on that, easily. Smithie's brother--No,
he only gets two hundred and fifty. He married a typewriting
girl."
"Will you marry me if I get three hundred a year?"
She looked at me again, with a curious gleam of hope.
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