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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: as soon as he had gone.
One night Luigi, burning with a sort of fever, induced by a toil under
which his strength was beginning to give way, opened the casement of
his garret to breathe the morning air, and shake off, for a moment,
the burden of his care. Happening to glance downward, he saw the
reflection of Ginevra's lamp on the opposite wall, and the poor fellow
guessed the truth. He went down, stepping softly, and surprised his
wife in her studio, coloring engravings.
"Oh, Ginevra!" he cried.
She gave a convulsive bound in her chair, and blushed.
"Could I sleep while you were wearing yourself out with toil?" she
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