Quotation from: The Arrow of Gold

Written by: Joseph Conrad


The room was very large but it is a fact that I felt oppressed at
that moment. This mysterious quarrel between those two people,
revealing something more close in their intercourse than I had ever
before suspected, made me so profoundly unhappy that I didn't even
attempt to answer. And she continued:


"More space. More air. Give me air, air." She seized the
embroidered edges of her blue robe under her white throat and made
as if to tear them apart, to fling it open on her breast,
recklessly, before our eyes. We both remained perfectly still.
Her hands dropped nervelessly by her side. "I envy you, Monsieur
George. If I am to go under I should prefer to be drowned in the
sea with the wind on my face. What luck, to feel nothing less than
all the world closing over one's head!"

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