The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:|
trouble, say so, and I'll give the business up.'
'You're dead certain of the figures, I suppose?' asked John.
'Well'--with a deep sigh--'send me the Pink Un and all the comic
papers regularly. I'll face the music.'
As afternoon drew on, the cottage breathed more thrillingly of
its native marsh; a creeping chill inhabited its chambers; the
fire smoked, and a shower of rain, coming up from the channel on
a slant of wind, tingled on the window-panes. At intervals, when
the gloom deepened toward despair, Morris would produce the
whisky-bottle, and at first John welcomed the diversion--not for
long. It has been said this spirit was the worst in Hampshire;