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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: street lamp, fixed themselves at last upon a figure which certainly
could not have been seen under the lamps on that particular night.
A figure unknown to him. A figure shut up within high unscaleable
walls of stone or bricks till next morning . . . The figure of Flora
de Barral's father. De Barral the financier--the convict.
There is something in that word with its suggestions of guilt and
retribution which arrests the thought. We feel ourselves in the
presence of the power of organized society--a thing mysterious in
itself and still more mysterious in its effect. Whether guilty or
innocent, it was as if old de Barral had been down to the Nether
Regions. Impossible to imagine what he would bring out from there
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