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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: way for two years. I must think of that, you know." She glanced
down at her gown which, under a renovated surface, dated back to
the first days of Glennard's wooing. "I try not to cost much--but
I do."
"Good Lord!" Glennard groaned.
They sat silent till at length she gently took up the argument.
"As the eldest, you know, I'm bound to consider these things.
Women are such a burden. Jim does what he can for mother, but
with his own children to provide for it isn't very much. You see,
we're all poor together."
"Your aunt isn't. She might help your mother."
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