Quotation from: The Arrow of Gold

Written by: Joseph Conrad


I looked at my watch; it was ten o'clock. Therese had been late
with my coffee. The delay was clearly caused by the unexpected
arrival of Mr. Blunt's mother, which might or might not have been
expected by her son. The existence of those Blunts made me feel
uncomfortable in a peculiar way as though they had been the
denizens of another planet with a subtly different point of view
and something in the intelligence which was bound to remain unknown
to me. It caused in me a feeling of inferiority which I intensely
disliked. This did not arise from the actual fact that those
people originated in another continent. I had met Americans
before. And the Blunts were Americans. But so little! That was
the trouble. Captain Blunt might have been a Frenchman as far as
languages, tones, and manners went. But you could not have
mistaken him for one. . . . Why? You couldn't tell. It was
something indefinite. It occurred to me while I was towelling hard
my hair, face, and the back of my neck, that I could not meet J. K.
Blunt on equal terms in any relation of life except perhaps arms in
hand, and in preference with pistols, which are less intimate,
acting at a distance--but arms of some sort. For physically his
life, which could be taken away from him, was exactly like mine,
held on the same terms and of the same vanishing quality.

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