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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Moran of the Lady Letty by Frank Norris: "now that Eilert is dead, I've not a tie, not a relative, not even
a friend, and I don't wish it."
"But the loneliness of the life, the solitude," said Wilbur,
"that's what I don't understand. Did it ever occur to you that
the best happiness is the happiness that one shares?"
Moran clasped a knee in both hands and looked out to sea. She
never wore a hat, and the red light of the afterglow was turning
her rye-hued hair to saffron.
"Hoh!" she exclaimed, her heavy voice pitched even lower than
usual. "Who could understand or share any of my pleasures, or be
happy when I'm happy? And, besides, I'm happiest when I'm alone--I
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